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…to go until I turn 30. You’re an intelligent, discerning sort of person, so you know that means I had my 29th birthday yesterday. Mid-January is a fairly rubbish time to have a birthday (sorry, new Ledlin, but it’s true); it’s cold, grey and rainy, everyone’s broke and still knackered from New Year. And I had to work, which could be the first time I’ve done a full day on my birthday in about six years (too much to bloody do). So I had a few1 quiet drinks2 in the pub after work, sensibly retiring early3 and not spending any time at all on rail replacement buses or hunting down the cat before he killed himself on the road.
I’m going to enjoy my remaining twenties…