My birthday...

 I had a few birthday messages today from some friends and relatives who congratulated me on my 81st birthday.   However, I was born on the day Japan attacked Pearl Harbour: December 6, 1941, which makes me 83 years old.   I wasn't upset at all at being younger in the eyes of the well-wishers.   I'm now looking forward to getting younger.   I'm especially looking forward to being 17 again.   That was a great age!   And if today is your birthday, have a great one, however old you feel like being.

Barry the Birder