Happy Edible Book Day! It's also the day that French people go around sticking fish on people's backs. Here's the most famous 'Fool's Day' prank that the BBC have ever played. An well known oldie but perfectly executed goodie. Oh, and I've just found out that on this date, sometime in the 17th century, crowds of Londoners were fooled into believing that they were congregating outside the Tower of London to see the lions washed. I had a bit of a giggle imagining that.
It's my birthday too. 'How sweet!!' said a girl on a phone line the other day when I told her my birth date. Bless! I've never heard it described in those terms before. Apt is a more commonly used word. I can be a bit daft.
The 365 days after I turned fifty has been a notable one. I crossed the pond for a special trip, finished my 'living in a van' experiment, moved into a beautiful house and fell in love with Brixham, my new seaside hometown. But there's been cumulative stressors which took their toll. Suddenly cracking under the strain two months ago means that I've ended my 51st year on this planet poorly in an invisible way that it's been hard for me and those around me to fathom out. I appear 'normal' most of the time yet the little routine tasks of life still seem so daunting. And there's still those sleep problems to crack....
So I enter my 52nd year on a road I never envisaged being on. It's already taught me lessons that I needed to learn and given me insights about myself and other people that wouldn't have been apparent if life were perfect and cosy. Let's see where I end up on 1 April 2017. Being a perky optimist at heart I'm pretty certain that, in spite of the current struggles, it might well be a good place!