'Tis that time of year again - birthday, one year older and not a penny richer...
My 30s seems to be blurring into one, 31, 32, 33 just don't feel any different to one another.
The only thing that makes me feel "old" is the thought that if I was a footballer I would be getting ready for retirement. As it is, I don't feel any different to when I was mid-20s. If anything, I feel fitter and trimmer than I did then.
About Me
- Sad Claude
- is in the early stages of his 4th decade. He lives in a house on the outskirts of Sheffield. He plays guitar. Sings. Reads. Loves. Spends far too much time in a car on the M1.
Beach By Claude
Berries By Claude
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