having a browse through the presentation, with all of the various time goals & years, immediately brought to mind these song lyrics (like I could be dead before MNS achieved those goals. fancy holidays to Europe in a wheelchair)
Every year is getting shorter
Never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught
Or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over
Thought I'd something more to say