It's my 49th birthday and it's good to know I still look youthful (see accurate portrait above) and, allegedly, I am the best mummy 'in the holl intiyer wold' and I am 'more pretty than the gold on the crab in Moana.' I am not boastful...thank God.
Glorious. You have to swallow these things whole when they are offered with such love. I feel lucky.
It's a funny old age, 49. I feel like I'm looking backwards through a door on a whole decade. 'It's all good,' as my pal, Stuart used to say, when summing things up randomly. Well, it is for the moment, so I won't push it.
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