EDitorial ± 30-Sep-2005

Day 30 === The Thankless Thirtieth

Thirty days. One score and ten. Fingers, toes, and someone else's fingers (or toes).

Dunno what prompted me to remember my 30th birthday while cruising down the cycle path. Had a less than enjoyable day at work in a progress meeting due to lack thereof. Was maybe a factor in me resigning the following year. At least the evening was good, going out to a fancy restaurant just off the A140 where there was little or no choice on the menu - thankfully it was all good.

Big four-oh next year. Plans are already afoot and a booking has been made. Should be good.