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Today is my birthday. I am 32 today, the perfect age to be. Anything over that and you become a decrepit relic of your former self, any younger and you’re a naive and unworldly whelp barely out of short trousers (in fact in Avitable’s case you’re not even out of short trousers). Bizarrely enough until very recently the perfect age to be was actually 31. In fact in a strange coincidence it was only changed at midnight last night, the very moment I turned 32.

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I’m just lucky I guess.

Not only have I turned the perfect age, but I received the perfect gift. Behold the iPod touch:

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(press play for added dramatics. I can assure you that is a choir of angels heralding the iPods arrival on this earth. It is not, however much it may sound like it, me messing around on Garageband.)

I did think twice about announcing getting such an expensive gift directly after receiving a large amount of charity donations, but I promise there was no skullduggery afoot. My wonderful wife bought it with the money she received for doing around seven thousand hours overtime this month. Thank you so much Kerry, I love you very much.

I love her nearly as much as my new ipod in fact. In case you haven’t seen one before it is basically a iPhone but without the phone, which I admit sounds a little pointless but I can assure you isn’t. It is a beautiful piece of engineering and design, and I have now started referring to it as my third child. I have so far resisted actually giving it a name, but only because the only one I could think of was Madonna in reference to the song I Touch Myself (iTouch, get it! Oh my comedy genius knows no bounds). However Maddona reminds me far too much of Mumm-Ra to make her a suitable namesake for such a glorious device.

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In other news my new camera lens arrived from America yesterday. I can now take photos with extra blurry backgrounds and get away with not using the flash as much (flash is the devil). It has occurred to me that with my new iPod and my new ability to take extra blurry photos my life has suddenly started to emulate Miss Britt’s. So if you could win the lottery at some point Britt I’d be most grateful.

Along with the lens Greg had included T-shirts to clothe nearly everyone I know. Each one bear’s the legend “mmm… Chives…” (to be honest it’s probably best you don’t ask). Thank you Greg, you’re a king among men. Watch this space for another chive related extravaganza.

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Just because I’m back to talking about me again doesn’t mean you can’t donate any more. Take a look here and give what you can. Cough up or I’ll start singing again.

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