It’s a great mate of mine’s 54th birthday today.
To me he still looks exactly the same as he did when we went to school together, when he was just sixteen.
His beautiful ever-loving bride says that’s bullshit, and says that he’s far more handsome than than that long haired lout who played prop in the firsts in grade eleven, and looks just like he did when he was cutting a swathe through her heart in his late 20’s.
It doesn’t matter either way.
He’s still a great bloke, and always was, even if I did forget it for a while.
And he’s still slicing his wife’s heart into a million pieces every time he smiles.
This man is a dentist, so we can’t tell you his name on TV.
So instead we’ll just say Happy Birthday mate!
May there be many, many more, and long may we share them together.