AND SO SAY ALL OF ... ME

It was my birthday yesterday - sixty-nine years old and only a few days older than Richard!

I don't like Patty Hill's dirge-like Happy Birthday song unless it's sung by Marilyn Monroe and prefer Stevie Wonder's song. 

STEVIE WONDER - HAPPY BIRTHDAY

In lyrics, Paul McCartney almost nailed it:

"When I get older losing my hair

Many years from now"

       - Too late that started to happen a while ago.

"Will you still be sending me a Valentine

Birthday greetings bottle of wine?"

       - Yes, she still does but wants to share the wine.

"If I'd been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door?"

        - I'm assuming that it's quarter to three in the afternoon that's intended there. No, she doesn't lock me out until about 6PM.

"Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four?"

       - It's sixty-nine now. She still feeds me but I'm not so sure about the needing me though.

"You'll be older too
And if you say the word
I could stay with you"

       - Yep, she's sixty-five - the oldest woman I've ever slept with I tell her and usually get a sharp look or a punch in return.

"I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone"

       - No, no, she would agree that I'm hopeless at that and would say "let's get a man in".

"You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride"

       - Yes, that's spot on.

"Doing the garden, digging the weeds
Who could ask for more"

       - Bugger, don't get her started.

"Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four"

       - Sixty nine.

What did I get for my birthday?

I got a Play Station 4. Today when we go into town I'm going to see if I can buy a second hand copy of Red Dead Redemption II.

What else are we doing today?

We're going to get our first Covid-19 vaccination shot.