For the first time in my life I have become rather unsure of my own age. I’m fifty-six but sometimes I have to think about it, briefly wondering whether I’m fifty-seven. I’m not sure why this has come about, but I do seem to remember my own parents losing track of their ages so I presume that it’s a sign of having racked up so many years that you lose count!
However today I heard about the birth of a baby who is so very new that he is still less than 12 hours old as I write. His name is Harris and he is the second son of my lovely friend Suzy. She sent me a photo of him and oh how sweet he is, a gorgeous wee baby. Suzy told me that he has the same birthday as his Grandpa which reminds me of my sister being born the day after my Dad’s birthday - I know that he found that to be very special so Suzy’s Dad must be delighted.
I have had a very useful day of errands today, the most important of which was ordering our new upstairs bathroom which Cat has very kindly designed for us. Thank goodness that Cat has a talent for interior decoration, because I found the few decisions that I still needed to make about specific units, taps etc. very stressful! However once it was all ordered I started to feel quite excited about it.
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