Bring it on.....!

Just keeping to my middle age theme (now sidetracked by Tom Selleck's irresistible dimple! That man is scrumptious and I really don't like moustaches - and if anyone writes back I was married to one, I will be severly annoyed!!). As it transpires, I seem to be surrounded by those hitting 40 with vengance and the mantle of middle age has draped itself rather sytlishly around my persona. There is such an unholy joy it affords you to be able to pander to the temple of pure nonsense, secure in yourself and yours, indulgent of the world around you, living just for the moment and savouring every last second. 40 years old? Bring it on.... I'm guessing this will be one of Aashish's more memorable birthdays, especially given the fact that the free wifi runs out when he hits 41! DDM, J and I will remember it more for the plaintive and rather frequent 'are we there yet?' moments; the adventure that is suburbia called Maidenhead. Apparently, this was the shorter route home.... pity he didn't mention he lived closer to Reading than he did to Maidenhead!! Exhortations of "hum honge kamyaab...." didn't go down too well with the tourists (who incidentally were carrying inflatable mattress, duvets, alcohol..... why take a risk when venturing into the wilderness, yes??) and despite ample time to recuperate before lunch on Monkey Island, the post prandial freeze your balls off waiting for a taxi (even Bewdi stopped her hand waving lecturing) and then lug fixings for dinner home (DDM & I were got down to a pretty smooth tag bag routine and does anyone else find fennel excessively reminiscent of udders??) left a lasting impression on the visitors that even a second breakfast couldn't erase. Needless to say, the man from Wipro took the executive decision to ensure our journey home was puncuated by a taxi ride :-)
Less than three weeks, and the imaginary yet effective divide over the weekend between those that were 40 and those not, will see another victim cross over to the dark side....bravo, another weekend of unadulterated silliness to look forward to. Better mark it on every visible surface in the house to make sure I don't forget to turn up ;-)