Today is Carol Vordeman’s fiftieth birthday (and mine). Happy birthday, Carol!
Apart from expressing the vague aspiration to avoid turning into a reactionary old curmudgeon, I can think of nothing of any significance to say about this momentous milestone in my life, and hers (and I have a party to go to shortly).
So, instead, I thought you might enjoy this photograph of the churchyard of the Saxon church at Brixworth in the snow . If you ever feel the need to clear your head, by the way, this is a very good place to go.
And so it’s a Merry Christmas to you all (and a Happy Birthday to me).