Old enough to be invited.

I've known Guy all my life, he's known me more than half of his.
We don't get invites to 21st's any more, we have gone to the other side and now get invited to the more mature do's.

As a follow on from yesterday's blip, we nearly had road kill for tea again tonight. We did our usual trip to the Jollies for a tea-time pint, on the way there we spied a knocked pheasant, didn't stop... on the way back thought we might take a second look........bloody thing looked as if it had come back to life, twas as a Buzzard feeding on our nearly tea.

What does this mean.......will we become Buzzards or were we Buzzards n a former life?