An historic day
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.
Happy anniversary!
Thanks, Joan!
Congrats. 45ths for sapphires (just in case you hadn't googled it.
I do believe this daft clip is from somewhere in Ireland.
https://www.liveleak.com/view?t=kPuga_1579891223
Not so much what the old guy did; rather his daughter's laugh, that I found infectious.
She can whistle for any chunk of rock or metal. Flowers are maybe okay if I remember.
The bloke sounds very English but it could have been Ireland, judging by other accents. It wasn't filmed this year anyway… !!
Well, happy anniversary to the both of you! I'd add something witty but my wit seems to have deserted me today. (sigh) Witless again.
I know the feeling. Don't worry – you'll get used to t.