It’s also the day when by virtue of some odd tradition ones girlfriend might actually propose marriage to you. I assume if they are so minded they will already have asked for their fathers permission.
And of course it is the day of the ‘Leaplings’ the ones, such as I, whose birthdays fall on the 29th February.
I think that RL and Blog birthdays are probably a couple of the occasions when your average blogger may be permitted to be slightly more self indulgent than usual and after some pondering I thought I may as well take the opportunity.
As regular readers may have noticed I had hoped to include links to other blogging leaplings as well but no-one responded to my requests. Considering my visitor levels it was perhaps a little ambitious to say the least to expect any replies but a well intentioned thought nevertheless.
And the lament?
The passing of the years, the inexorable slide towards final oblivion? No, not at all.
Secondly the fact that some people think you’re a bit of an oddity. Or the fact that they confuse oddity with the lessened probability of making a first public appearance on a 29th February.
By this rule of thumb of course one may just scrape in with a second 18th Birthday party but I guess it may be a little quieter than the first.
On the upside though I have already received a few cracking presents ahead of time including a personal digital radio (availability of ball by ball test match coverage at last!), an absolutely cracking book containing a photographic history of Arsenal and Niall Ferguson’s book ‘Empire’ from my peons at work. They obviously know how to endear themselves to their Master.
Please don’t feel that this post was designed to illicit felicitations in the comments. But if you want to have a guess at what my age is in ‘leap years’ do feel free to have a stab at it. It may be an excuse to pretend not to notice your girlfriend if she seems unaccustomedly well scrubbed up and a bit pensive.
But if you want to have a guess at what my age is in ‘leap years’ do feel free to have a stab at it. It may be an excuse to pretend not to notice your girlfriend if she seems unaccustomedly well scrubbed up and a bit pensive.