I'm more ancient today...

oggbashan

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Today is my birthday but I've stopped counting.

I'm out for most of the day with the grandchildren. They already know I'm impossibly old, with a larger number of accumulated years than at least one of them can count to...

Enjoy yourselves. I will.
 
Today is my birthday but I've stopped counting.

I'm out for most of the day with the grandchildren. They already know I'm impossibly old, with a larger number of accumulated years than at least one of them can count to...

Enjoy yourselves. I will.

Congratulations, Ogg, whatever the number is!!! :nana::catroar::nana::kiss::rose::kiss:

Enjoy this one, and many many more!!!!!
 
Happy Birthday Ogg!

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Dear Ogg
Here is a Methuselah bottle of Roederer Cristal for you! May you live long enough for the Nebudchadnezzar.

:rose::heart::rose:

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Happy Birthday Ogg.

Have you ever noticed that the ones who say age is just a number are always younger? :D
 
Until you get into your 130s, you're still a young'un, so hush you silly whippersnapper.
 
I don't know what your secret is but you look the same as you did ten years ago (lol).

Happy Birthday.
 
You're not getting older, just more refined. :)

Happy Birthday.
 
Happy Birthday, and remember that a man is as young as the woman he feels! (Groucho)

I like the idea of not counting. That's how my ninety-year-old dad plays golf; not keeping score. Just makes it a fun afternoon.
 
Thank you all.

I've been out with the extended family for 'Pat-a-Lamb' and a falconry display that went spectacularly wrong. The handler flew three birds, lost the first one in a tree for ten minutes, and succeeded with number two. She lost the third one so completely that she had to use radio location and considerable help from the spectators who scattered to look for the missing bird.

The first bird did NOT want to go back into the transit box so hung upside down, wings spread, playing dead so it was too limp to go in the box.

Smallest granddaughter thought the falconry display was 'brilliant'. All the ones she had been to before had been boringly precise.

The handler was on her first solo event. The second display worked slightly better. She only lost one bird for five minutes.

The evening meal in a restaurant was 'interesting'. The grandchildren played cards, noisily, but refused to sing 'Happy Birthday' to Granddad. Why? Because they think he sings it better, so I had to sing 'Happy Birthday to Me.'

PS. No candles at the birthday meal. We decided that they would be a fire risk.
 
Happy Birthday and let's hope you make it to venerable if that's beyond ancient.
 
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