Cheers folk! I only just noticed this! 'Had a quiet one really, hit a couple of boots and had a good wander in the sun. Only found one thing, a skirt length of nice tweed, enough to make something small for me or something for the lads.
Unfortunately I then spent the next 7 hrs either cooking or getting the family to help deep clean the kitchen, which is slightly harder than herding cats.
Bizarely I genuinely had believed I was already 45 so it was a pleasant surprise to to be told that I didn't turn 46 today but 45. Don't ask how I came to this conclusion but sometime in my 30s I had become convinced I was a year older than I was, despite the simple maths required to know the correct number. Some sort of mental block I guess. It took my mothers and my wife's withering scorn to convince me I was wrong! The lads were mildly amused, no more, this sort of monumental error being par for the course it would seam to them.
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Tom