Codger

He's an old codger.

‘I haven’t been drinking your health, my codger,’ replied Mr. Squeers; ‘so you have nothing to do with that.’

Now I was a forsaken codger snuffling disgracefully from a beautiful floozy's abuse.

Jed, darling. The old codgers need to talk. Andrew's going to buy you a drink in that beautiful bar up on the terrace.