I admit to mixed feelings about it. Good in the sense of looking back and being grateful for the many good things I’ve been lucky to be blessed with.
Where I was born for instance. That it is a lottery is brought to prominence every day, by news of the shocking living conditions that people in various parts of the world must endure, through events they have no control over or influence.
From the war zones of Syria to the countries experiencing droughts and floods, causing homelessness, misery and despair to thousands. Their distress must be further heightened now by instant worldwide news showing the better living contrasts elsewhere, and must cause thoughts and feelings of ‘Why Us’?
It really is an unfair world, so I count my blessings.
Today there will be family visits, and a drink or three.
Here’s today’s funny birthday card from my great grandchildren. They call me Grog Grog because that is how they pronounced grandad.
The time I realised, that of my ‘wine women and song' days, one of them was over!
