Sven and Me
Ex England football manager Sven Goran Erikkson and I have one thing in common. We are both 66. There the similarities end.
He is a multi-millionaire. I am not.
He has a fine head of hair. I do not.
He is slim. I frequently but sensibly diet.
He is tall. I am not.
He is paid millions to be a failure in his job. I am a pensioner.
He cruises the world first class. I have an inside cabin.
He has a glamorous model girl friend half his age. I sleep with a pensioner.
He continuously has to prove himself. I am content.
He has to keep himself trim to maintain his image. I walk everywhere, loving it.
He doesn’t eat ice cream as it’s fattening. I love a 99.
He flits from woman to woman. I have a fantastic wife of 41 years.
Has he had Botox? I laugh a lot.
He has money. I don’t care about money as long as I have sufficient.
He is always after the next deal. So what?
He never seems content with his life. I am.