My lovely, lovely husband is OLD. Today he turns 30. He is an old, old man. Actually let’s scrap this old stuff because I’ll be 30 in a few months and I won’t take very kindly to him calling me old. Mr Thrifty is young, agile and erm bendy.
Happy birthday my lovely husband. I’m proud to be your wife, I’m proud of everything you are and everything you want to be. I love you with every fibre of my being. Thank you for being you. I wish you a very happy 30th birthday and many, many more to come.
P.S. We shall feast on cake in the company of friends today, is there a better way to celebrate having a new number?