But, I thought he was 60 ages ago. Genuinely. Is somebody fibbing about somebody's age? People do this you know. I once worked with a complete fucking idiot who altered his passport with a pencil because he was worried that the Club 18-30 reps would check it. I'd be more worried about the Spanish police myself but...
Heyyyy thank you all for good wishes. Yes, WmA, I am 60 this this time around, despite appearances.
Charlotte the Harlot treated me way beyond anything I deserved, with a road trip comprising a night at the Old Parsonage in Oxford including dinner at Marco Pierre White's, then a visit to the TOAD distillery and the next night at Kerridge's 2 Michelin starred Hand & Flowers - food I will never forget.
Plus she has bought me a day's paragliding course that ends in a solo flight - one of my two remaining ambitions.
PLUS, Gabe & Charlie are taking me on another road trip - this time to old haunt Southwold - in August.