Every year, for the past 26 years, I have forgotten to wish my cousin a happy birthday on his actual birthday. I am always one day late and I really do apologise.
Happy Birthday, Andy. Maybe I'll get it right next year? Anyway, I'll be catching up with you age-wise in a month or so. Do they hand out zimmer-frames when you're 27?
[when in rome]
- Lindsey
- Many years pass, full of histories and myths about twin boys brought up by a wolf or a prostitute, about fratricide and aqueducts and centurions and Kings of England, before Aeneas meets Dido again, in a strange bar in a strange country. He raises his glass to her and she turns away and walks, one high-heeled foot in front of the other, towards the other man. Aeneas may be dead now but that still smarts like a bitch.
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hey Linds, just saw this. Thanks! Don't feel bad, I've done eactly the same thing for the past 26 years to you. Hopefully we'll catch up soon.
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