Count me in. Here is a nice quote from C S Lewis that cheered me up:
"Critics who treat adult as a term of approval, instead of as a merely descriptive term, cannot be adult themselves. To be concerned about being grown up, to admire the grown up because it is grown up, to blush at the suspicion of being childish; these things are the marks of childhood and adolescence. And in childhood and adolescence they are, in moderation, healthy symptoms. Young things ought to want to grow. But to carry on into middle life or even into early manhood this concern about being adult is a mark of really arrested development. When I was ten, I read fairy tales in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty I read them openly. When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up. "
Most of the things I love (comics, video games, animation, Science Fiction etc) are generally seen as rather "adolescent and I'm 45 now. I tend to go for more "sophisticated" examples of the above but none the less still feel like people will laugh at me. I don't want to leave these things behind, even though I feel a bit guilty about loving them. They've never lost that wonderful "Christmas morning new toy" excitement. I can walk out of a movie and feel ten years old. I genuinely think I would be happier sitting on the floor with a big pile of Lego than going to a dinner party with other adults.
modelmaker wrote:
I'm 45 & very much into model railways.
Linked to this, I have always had an ever increasing interest in plate girder railway bridges, photographing them & then making 4mm scale models of them.
I've always loved model railways. Sadly I've never lived anywhere with rooms large enough to have one. Ah well.
I love dinosaurs too. Why is it that we are expected to lose interest in these things when we reach puberty?