On Thursday I had my 60th birthday. It feels weird to write that, a statement of the impossible to comprehend, a statement the 9 year old inside me finds meaningless.

We were in the Highlands, and it was a lovely day with family and friends. I was given both whisky and whiskey and a lovely cake, and all was well with the world.

And that’s pretty good.

At lunchtime today I completed my sixtieth spin around the sun. Looking forward to the next sixty. So far so good.

— Ian Burdon (@Cosmic_Serf) 3 October 2019