So here we are. One short of a very full sounding number indeed.
An ignoble digit, you might say; how do you celebrate it? I don’t think a romantic anniversary dinner for two would be enhanced by Paul Hardcastle’s 1980s pop oddity about the Vietnam War. Though I think some mix of it or other was probably still in the charts when the good woman I now live with tied the knot with me that day in the summer of 1991.
For yes, today is our wedding anniversary. Bless me, but how young were we?
Not young enough to be stopped, evidently. But I still don’t feel old enough to know better. It still seems like it was a really very good idea. Perhaps my last one.
I can live with that.