When Albert was their age he was down the pit for 19 hours a day with only a horse for company. He would go home to a meal of damp newspaper and freshly swept cobwebs, sleep for an hour before having to go out at 2am to find a chicken to strangle so his family could eat that day. 
Now it's all Playstation and Pornhub while trying to get your head around the fact that your best mate has decided to identify as a 1940's librarian.
Albert's teenage years were far better but he admits he would definitely benefited from a bit of that Pornhub.