OUR MOB




On average one of our mob celebrates a birthday every 12.166 days.
This may sound like trivia to the casual reader, but when the matriarch of the family takes present giving and "occasion" attendance seriously, "Houston, we have a problem".
Let's not forget that Christmas also happens annually, as well as anniversaries and other incidentals.
Now don't get the idea that I am complaining, my life has entered the "Happy Hour" zone, I am 5 years into "time on"



You know that your getting old if happy hour is a nap.
I am resting from my labours, perhaps taking Rev 14:13 out of context a little.


What do you think this person might be contemplating? "The Mob"?
This past week we have noted 2 birthdays, one who turned 45 and another 51.
Like I say, You know that your getting old if your sons arms are too short to read the newspaper. I hope that you "get" the subtlety of that. If you don't, you know that your getting old when your son is nearly as old as you are.
There was a poem that started, I remember, I remember, the day that I was born.
Well, I can't, but it probably wasn't a great experience for me at the time.
I was passing from one sort of life to another, which was quite necessary for all concerned, especially my mother.
It is also necessary that I have another transition, it might not look pretty from your end, although one morning you may not be able to wake me up!
Don't be concerned, I will be more alive than ever. But to coin a phrase from the Gladiator, "But not yet"