Monday, April 03, 2006

Five minutes ago, it dawned on me that I'd forgotten a special person's birthday.

I'm genuinely shocked I didn't remember, because the birthday boy in question is very dear to me.

Three years ago yesterday, Mr Stumpy blasted into life in Northern Iraq.

I can't believe it's been three years -- but I also can't believe the significance of the date didn't register yesterday.

But perhaps taking part in the Kingston Breakfast Run was exactly the way I should have been marking the anniversary.


Anonymous Neal said...

Happy birthday to your stumpy. Mine is 2 years old today.

12:17 PM  

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