It's my birthday soon but I'm one of those people who does not celebrate birthdays.
Birthdays are not a good thing and I've never had an interest in celebrating one's decay and eventual demise.
In fact for many years I've gone away over my birthday just to preclude any chance of being caught up in the whole birthday bullshit.
This year however is a dead set worry, you see this year my grown up daughters have summoned me for my birthday and they wont say why! (they're ID twins which makes them twice as scheming, twice as cunning, and twice as demanding as normal women)
Theyre going to text instructions in the morning that I have to follow, but to where do I follow them?
Old folks home?
Shallow grave in the bush? (I deeply regret saying: "If I get like that just shoot me")
My greatest fear is….INTERVENTION!