'Twas that time of the year...

... when a cake is cut and candles are blown out. Yeah, yeah, so yesterday it was that day in the year which for some strange reason people call 'happy' birthday. What's happy about it?

Well, I did smile a lot and wore new stuff and drank kahlua and got one birthday present and had people calling me and messaging me all through the day. Guess that's supposed to be one heck of a day eh? Well, when you get to my age I'd say a resounding and emphatic yes. But I still maintain there's nothing happy about it.

So another grey, another tyre of flab, another wrinkle and another tear. It was just another day in the year in the life of...