Happy Birthday!

Yes - to me! Into the final year of a certain decade. And what a corker of a party was laid on - yes, James playing at the Ross Bandstand. And they were on blistering form. The only sour note was struck by certain groups of young men who set about each other in the middle of the gig, creating a bit of a melee. It was like being back at football in the eighties.
And beforehand there was present opening - and afterwards chocolate cake AND cheesecake. Outrageous. And now I'm the owner of a pair of Ray-Bans! A first, and long overdue. With those and my James t- shirt I really ought to have posted a selfie. I don't look a day over....