its my birthday
i turned the grand old age of 30 and a little more 30 something in delhi airport this year.
not so rock n roll
however if we are talking uk time i was probably flying over afghanistan
still a poor show
i’m home hurrah after a week away
but i’m shattered, i have a cold and just can’t be arsed. therefore ronnie and i have sneaked up to bed to snuggle up and watch shaun the sheep.
happy birthday to me