||[Feb. 16th, 2007|02:36 pm]
Listen in, listen Ian!
I've had to turn down invitations to four different birthday events next|
Saturday, because my parents are coming to visit for the weekend. Now, next
Saturday is February 24. Nine months - to the day! - before that
is May 24. Or, as it's also known, my birthday. All these celebrants are
younger than me. I'm not saying that this spontaneous outbreak of being
born has anything to do with the extravagant nature of the celebrations of
the infant me's birthday, and I haven't checked the wider figures to see if
this is a true phenomenon or simlpy a side effect of small sample size but,
well, it's a bit of a coincidence isn't it?