

39 is fine: Party time!
Well, almost. Few more weeks to go… And I’m having my 40th birthday party the day after my birthday, as that’ll be a Saturday. But that’s not really the point of this post. I want to think about why – or why not – and how, we celebrate 40. I haven’t had a strong run of birthday celebrations on notable ages. As I was a child genius (ahem) I went to uni just before I turned 18, which meant my birthday was the final night of Fresher’s Week. With friends I’d only known a week, of