Well, happy birthday and many happy returns.
I mean birthday returns, not tax returns.
Only this year will your birthday be so close to the dreaded day.
Thank you all! My mother phoned. My foot doesn’t hurt today (yet), so I’m going out for a little constitutional. I already finished the WSJ crossword, and now Jake is lying on it.
Later this morning, I’ll pick James and Vlad up from camp for their 24 hours off. It’s a Rule that staff under 18 have to take 24 hours off each week.