Harry Is Old

Strutting and fretting...signifying nothing

Crikey that's another year gone then. It's my 34th birthday today. Funny though, you'd think that by now life would be getting rather dull. But it's been the most exciting and wonderful year of my life. I certainly wouldn't swap the age I am now for my late twenties.

In the last year I've got married to my beloved L and we have two gorgeous babies on the way. And to think, in my early twenties I thought I was having the time of my life. True, a couple of years ago I would have happily gone back in time and swapped my current life for another go at my university years. That changed when I met L.

But there's no way I'd swap my life now for anything, life is good. Sure there are all the usual financial stresses and strains, but being with someone who truly loves and understands you and who makes a lasting loving commitment to you can't be beaten. And how I possibly claim life is anything less than thrilling with the prospect of being father to twins?

Life is good, happy birthday to me.

This entry was posted on November 27th, 2006 at 11:35 by Harry and is filed under Life.

7 comments

Comment from: Jimbo [Member]

Happy Birthday you old bugger! Was talking about you the other day and that evening we spent in that pub near the Bus Station drinking whiskey - that was one hell of a good pub.

27/11/06 @ 13:37

Comment from: Harry [Member]

Cheers mate. I remember that evening very well. A great pub and an excellent range of whiskeys that we tried.

27/11/06 @ 13:44

Comment from: Jimbo [Member]

That was the best bit about the evening - we remember it!!! You can almost taste the peaty/smokey flavours now - seem to also recollected that it was a half decent jukebox and one they didn't give you back your 10p when you put Kashmir on! =o)

27/11/06 @ 13:55

Comment from: Harry [Member]

Can you remember what the pub is called? I think I shall have to visit it again next time I'm in Lancaster.

27/11/06 @ 13:57

Comment from: Jimbo [Member]

It is called The Bobbin, not sure it was called that when we went in, must have changed hands. Having had a shuftie on Google it seems they have real ale and is a favourite stopping off point before something called The Dark Place (wonder if it is like the Garden at Morecambe or as bad as The Alex when it had its rock nights!!).

27/11/06 @ 15:19

Comment from: Harry [Member]

That name (The Bobbin) rings a bell actually. So maybe it is the original name.

The Garden! What a special place that was. Considering the number of ugly trolls in there I'd guess the club was located under a bridge.

27/11/06 @ 15:23

Comment from: Bill Door [Member]

The names on the tip of my tongue but it wasn't the Bobbin.

Anyway Happy Birthday you old gimmer