Yep, October 3rd 1958 was the day when I was pushed out into the world which on the whole has been fairly kind to me. I don’t feel anywhere near the 49 years that has sneaked up on me and God willing I will have many more.
The day was like any other day. 3am start to go to work, mow the lawns and some small maintenance jobs. So far the family has failed to supply me with any birthday present but then heck maybe once you hit 49 presents are not necessary. Wonder if I should try that theory on the wife.
