L is for Lilies

Also the Roman numeral for 50. 

Which I am today.

I'm not quite sure how that happened. 

And so blimmen quickly too.

If you have a glass to hand, raise it with me and let's drink to another year of joy and discovery.

And then I'll go for a nap.  Because 50 is old. According to my never-quite-understood-aging-alter-ego.

This was Number 1 in Britain when I was born.