Thursday, 1 December 2022

Sixty. How the feck did that happen?

I really am an old bugger now. 60 on Saturday. Quite a few of us went away to deepest North Norfolkcestershire to celebrate and apart from unforseen illnesses and a backwashing dishwasher it was a cracking time and all down to the Commander in Chief.












I think that these are those who walk among us. I'm shrinking it seems.


And a lovely meal in the Saracen's Head, often known as Lost in Norfolk, as it's in the arse end of nowhere.




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11 comments:

  1. Brian1 December 2022 at 22:53

    Happy Birthday

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  2. The Essex Scribbler2 December 2022 at 06:44

    60 FFS. You kept that quiet. Hope you had a good one.

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  3. Piscatorial Quagswagging2 December 2022 at 09:48

    60 !!! happy birthday, some nice pics there !!!

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  4. JorvikAngler2 December 2022 at 19:35

    Many happy returns. You're catching up with me.

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    1. Bureboyblog3 December 2022 at 10:20

      Thanks S, all down hill now so I might catch you up quicker

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  5. grimlyfieindish2 December 2022 at 21:14

    Bloody hell Bainsey boh,it only seems a fleeting moment has passed since we were having clay fights in Bezants art class😊have a good un.

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    1. Bureboyblog3 December 2022 at 10:24

      Bezant....I remember twitchy Taylor as being art too? He came on a Shetlands field trip

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  6. Toodle3 December 2022 at 11:12

    Happy birthday Sir!

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