Hell you are quite right; I was 41 yrs old. What the hell was I doing listening to Rick Astley?
No, it's simply that I always think of a "young man" as someone in his early twenties, someone that could still pass for a minor in old societies requiring to turn twenty-five in order to be considered simply a "real" man.
As for me, I remember being fascinated at twelve by Astley's red hair and delicate milky, soft pink skin, for all his fuglyish face


