I used to regard birthdays with indifference. Nowadays I relish them. The older I get, the younger, and dafter, I feel. When I was a youngster of around forty I used to think folk of my age had achieved some small degree of wisdom. How wonderfully wrong I was, as the pictures above goofily testify.
Of course, getting lovely presents helps.
2 comments:
You look awfully cheery, and I'm happy for you!
Many thanks. Nice of you to say so.
Of course, appearances may deceive. But in this case they didn't.
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