Hooray, another year older
G'day all! Hmm, maybe I should have given this blog entry the title "Boo, hiss, another year older..." I am currently very much in two minds about this whole birthday thing. a) I am very grateful to have managed to reach another birthday. Five years ago I assumed that I would reach 80-something. After the fun of the last couple of years, I'm grateful for every birthday I hit in apparently good health. b) another birthday means I am getting older. And I already feel like a wrinkly old bag some days, especially next to the lovely young things* that Nathan has as workmates. Now people say they are not wrinkles, they are experience lines, so oh boy I must be rapidly gaining experience in this game of life! And I can tell what expressions mainly cross over my face from the patterns that are worn in. And I'm not fishing for compliments either, cos when people tell me I am beautiful, I know they are fibbing or extrapolating the truth somew...