Forty-nine...

I had it all planned. Today I was going to do a self-portrait and find a meaningful piece of text about ageing and seeing ourselves as others see us and not in a reflected surface blah blah blah... and then my mother and stepfather turned up as a shock lovely surprise!

So... I'd got as far as remote controlling this just minutes before they arrived this morning. And the text and philosophy (much of which was going to be borrowed from my uni colleague Analogue Boy) has fallen by the wayside.

Anyway, this is my very last day in my 40s.

Goodbye to a real roller-coaster of a decade.