Time Travel

I was born, it was a Sunday, apparently I was a large child, but my mother with the help no doubt of a Midwife managed to push me out and now here I am 15706 days later celebrating my 43rd birthday, there were times I never thought I’d even reach my 30th birthday, this was down to spending way to many weekends of my life clubbing and imbibing copious amounts of Class A drugs, but alas my attempts to live fast and die young never succeeded and I’m now destined to end up being one of those people who spend there retirement years complaining about kids hanging on street corners . .  wait a minute I do that already, fuck what am I going to have to complain about now ?

Anyway as is usual on this momentous day I shall be bringing cakes into work, which you shall hopefully see via the magic of twitter, I’ll snap a few shots off on the iphone and post them to twitter, so be sure to have a look on there some time after 3:00pm, regarding what I’m doing for my birthday . .  well I’m heading home to Yorkshire to Giant Bradley day 2009 with Mel and our friends Liam and Gemma, this will be there first experience of Giant Bradley Day, so should be an interesting weekend I hope, taking Blue our Cane Corso with us of course, she’ll be entering the Dog Show and hopefully winning a few prizes along the way, she came first last year and won some Burn’s dog-food.

As for presents for my birthday not had any as yet, will get mine from Mel’s tonight I’m guessing and any from my sisters when I get to Market Weighton, will no doubt post about them then.

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