Tuesday, July 31, 2007

42


I am 42 today. I am older than I once was and younger than I'll be; that's not unusual.

42, as the sci-fi nerds amongst you will know, is the Answer To The Ultimate Question Of Life The Universe And Everything, according to Douglas Adams.

It is also the atomic number of molybdenum, the amount of teeth wolves and dogs have and the number of the bus you need to get from Denmark Hill to Liverpool Street Station, London.

I used to live in Denmark Hill when I was a student. That was a long time ago, but I am no nearer to being able to work out what the meaning of life is than I was then, although I tend to side with the Pythons on this, as on several other matters...

"M-hmm. Well, it's nothing very special. Uh, try and be nice to people, avoid eating fat, read a good book every now and then, get some walking in; and try and live together in peace and harmony with people of all creeds and nations".

I thank you.

Now, who fancies a cheesy twizzle?

ABC - 'Many Happy Returns' (1982)

[From this genius record, obviously. And posted instead of all those melancholy musical meditations on the inexorable passage of time I could have put here instead. Hurrah!].

20 comments:

  1. Happy birthday, you old blogger!

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  2. happy birthday sweetie - ta for all your support and encouragement and quality tunes.
    x

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  3. Middle age ... it's a right cunt!

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  4. Happy Birthday me old mucker. I'll raise a glass in just a minute.

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  5. Happy birthday old chap. Who is the seniorest blogger then? Any ideas?

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  6. Mick/Ally/Rob/TV - sincere thanks for your messages. As the fat lady at the end of Morecambe & Wise used to say 'I Love You All!'

    Matthew - the oldest blogger is JC who I believe turned 78 earlier this year.

    Dick - Oscar Wilde, right?

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  7. Happy bathday.

    I'll be 45 in August, expect a wailing, rending of garments post.

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  8. 45 RPM party theme potential though Lee....

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  9. Sorry Davy old lad. What I meant to say was ...
    Most modern calendars mar the sweet simplicity of our lives by reminding us that each day that passes is the anniversary of some perfectly uninteresting event.

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  10. Wot? you passed up a perfect opportunity to play some Level 42?

    My better half works on the appointments desk of the physio dept at a local hospital. One of her endlessly exciting tasks is to discharge people off the computer system. Each gets a code number denoting reason for discharge. You don't want to be a 42 - that means dead.

    You really wanted to know that, I can tell :-) Happy Birthday!

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  11. Yes, I thought that's what you meant to say Dick.

    Darcy - if ever you tire of soulblogging, a career as a motivational speaker must surely be yours.

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  12. Oh and Hi Beth and thanks!!

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  13. Happy birthday Davy, sorry it's late, I've been swamped...looks like you have more friends than me anyway :-(

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  14. I am exactley one day older than you. Whipper snapper.

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  15. But I can spell 'exactly'. Grandad ;-)

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  16. Happy Birthday.

    42 was my magic age for a long time. Then I reached it... I hadn't really thought of life after 42. I'm 54 now and 42 is a vague memory.

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  17. Sheesh Alex, I'm 43 and a half now and my 42's a vague memory!!! But bless you my dear.

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