Hullo, Mur.

Hullo, 36.

How you feeling? Joints holding up? Old war wound bugging you?

I wasn’t in the war, you know that. I’m feeling OK. Got carded yesterday, even.

She was being nice to you.

Fuck you, 36.

Awww, I’m just kidding.

So yeah, today I’m 36. I’m in the winter of my more »