It is 5am in the morning and this is my first post of my 60th year. The year just past has been marred by too much sadness but I have come through it healthy, so I am holding this one to hostage because it promises better. I am inclined to write more or better for this first post but Winchester calls for the last time this year, its a day of first and lasts, a bit like this song which I have an inordinate fondness for - and it is my birthday after all, so I am treating myself to an early morning version. Happy Friday, happy my birthday, I have a vision of my 60th year being just grand.
