Memory Is Clearly One Of The First Things To Go...

as you get older, because I've been back in the office after lunch for an hour, and I've only just remembered that I bought a Calippo ice lolly to have when I got back.

So I'm now drinking my Calippo orange juice!

That's it... I'm off to book myself into the nearest Old Folks' Home... or, at least, I would - if I could remember their phone number!

It's Official

I am old.

Yep, today is the anniversary of that illustrious day that I first drew breath upon this planet, and it's a depressing one...

It's not quite a landmark one - not like I'm 40, or 50 (like my sister was a couple of weeks ago... hahahahahahaha!), but I'm 36 today... past the halfway mark of my "3 score year and 10" lifespan.

See, I had come on here intending to lie to you and say I'm only 32 today, but Julie and Viki both read my blog and both of them would take great delight in posting a comment telling the truth and exposing me (oo-er, missus) as the burnt-pants liar that I would be. Julie would grass me up because I'm now the same age as her for a few months before she becomes older than me again (I guess this means I've just divulged her age to everyone reading this... oops...) and Viki would take great delight telling everyone that I'm now 8 years older than her, instead of just the 7.5 that I was from February 'til now. Friends, I sure know how to pick 'em(!) *

And how am I spending this birthday? All alone at work, coming in an hour earlier than usual to open up, because the boss is away, and Flunky has the day off for a family funeral. So I'm in the office, while the rest of Orkney basks in a sub-tropical heatwave and doesn't come to buy cable.

However, I've managed to persuade the nurse to take off the compression bandage on my leg (which is on for a month or so because my little ulcer was getting worse again) for the weekend so Viki can take me out to a posh (well, posh for Orkney) hotel for a birthday dinner tomorrow night, and I got my ears syringed (well, one of them... the other needs the wax softened a bit yet), so I can hear again for the first time in about 20 years (you start to need to do things like this when you get to my age... stop laughing, Viki... it'll happen to you too!).

Well, better finish my lunch and get back to work, I guess...









* only joking, you guys... you know I'm teasing, right... er, right????

Born To Rock...

Okay, so we reach MY birthday, and I have quite an impressive collection of people who were born on the same date as me (not the same year, obviously) - among them Alexander Fleming, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Andy Warhol, Robert Mitchum, and Barbara Windsor (okay, some more impressive than others... lol) - You can see the full list here:

Wikipedia: August 6th, Births

So why is it, when I'm looking for MUSICAL talent born this day, all I get is...

Aug. 6th, 1972 - Geri Halliwell is born... Yep, Ginger Spice (at least she's a year older than I am)...

"Look At Me"... her first solo hit...