Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Surviving, Still

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:

Trebuchet said...

You look awfully cheery, and I'm happy for you!

Brian Connor said...

Many thanks. Nice of you to say so.

Of course, appearances may deceive. But in this case they didn't.