The 60's....

Today is my lovely brother's 60th birthday.

(I'm not quite sure how it happened, because I can remember my dad being 60, and that only seems like a couple of years ago.)

However, J's birth certificate says he was born this day in 1960, so it must be true that he is now an OAP.

The bit I just don't understand though, is that there used to be four years between us. But as I'm obviously still only about 42 years old and he's now sixty (sorry, I keep laughing every time I write that), something has clearly gone awry!

(I'm keeping my comments off for now, to avoid the cheeky comments that my last statement would undoubtedly have invited.....)