Growing Old

It was my birthday yesterday, hence no blogging, and the now rather persistant physical reminder that this was indeed the situation.

Either by complete chance or much more probably, due either to the devious machinations of DH or to the wonders of the free market surveillance society, I received a unsolicited copy of "The Oldie" Magazine. Worse still, I rather enjoyed it, not least because the front cover announced that the issue contained the results of a sex report, and I couldn't find a single reference to it on the inside.

Says it all really.