As they say in the London Free Press classifieds: lordy, lordy, look who's forty!
Devoted readers of this blog will be pleased to note that Steve, my
friend of many years, has turned forty. I can't believe it, myself.
Forty years of age! When we met, I was fifteen, and I never thought this
day would come. But here it is. Steve is forty. Forty years old.
What the fuck?