Happy birthday to my little brother who ends his teenage years today. Also happy birthday to my mate Andy, who I’ve just found out shares his birthday with my brother. I should have known this as I’ve known Andy for about 8 years and have been out for his birthday more than a few times. Oh well, the ignorance of youth. It’s quite bad because I can’t remember what I did for my 20th birthday, it normally turns into a weekend affair as it’s near a bank holiday. 20 is quite an innocuous age, although one of my favourite championship manager ages.
My skin seems to be falling off at the moment but it’s ok, it grows back, must be the time of year.
Nap: Taxman (2.00 lingfield)
Tune: This Et. Al. – Pigs Make Children Sick.
How do you know
I gave birth to you
20 years ago.