Yesterday was truly a day of monumental significance.
But of course none of you will have realised that.
Yesterday afternoon Daughter called in for a visit. We sat and chatted, and in a lull in the conversation she dropped her little bombshell.
“By the way, happy anniversary!”
Fuck! I had forgotten all about it, and glanced at Herself. She too had a look of surprise and I realised she had forgotten all about it too. This was great – she couldn’t accuse me of forgetting as she had forgotten too. Talk about getting away with murder.
Forty four years!
Over seven times longer than the second World War and eleven times longer than the first!
It’s a miracle I’m still alive.