Birthday boy

It was my birthday last week

I’m a whole 40 years old now. I don’t really feel it. Or, according to my colleagues at work, really look it either (although I have a wokey eye today thanks to a rogue cat hair).  I had to work, which was a bit of a downer, but I did get to celebrate a little bit after work for a cheeky drink and then at home later for some presents.

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