In the bar of a local hotel, my friend once asked a rather pompous man (who didn't know he was a funeral director)the
following:

Imagine a Devon accent. farmer

"So how old are you then?"

"52" came the reply.

"Well with any luck you should have at least 25 healthy years ahead of you. . . . . . but you never know. . . it might just be 25 minutes"

cheers

Bud
4/4 "Stanley"