Thanks friends for your birthday wishes. It's a little overwhelming. Thanks Dave for the tip on canvas bags. It's tough, but I'm getting used to being really old. I wonder how I'll feel when I'm truly ancient? CJ, Geoff, and Strewth – your invitations weren't lost in the mail. I didn't have a party. On my birthday, I worked late, then fell asleep in my lounge chair while watching television.
My birthday didn't go uncelebrated, as last Saturday night, Joy and Mal took me out to dinner at Rocksalt. Also enjoying the lovely meal were Mal's sister Kath, better half Steve and another old motorcycle mate of mine, Jim (who currently rides an Aprilia SL1000 Falco). I also had a family celebration whilst in Wagga over Easter.
Tomorrow morning the alarm is set for 3.15am. My running rival Jim W is driving myself and Bob down to Albury to do the Nail Can Hill Run. Last year it poured cows and dogs. This year, settled dust is all we want. It should be fun.