Another year older...

As, this time last year, I was commenting on how all my school friends and I were turning thirty, it's probably not massively surprising that this year we're all celebrating being thirty one...

One of my friends decided to cope with this development by deciding that thirty one actually sounds quite young, as you're clearly younger than all the other people in their thirties. Helpful and supportive as ever, I drew him a birthday card featuring other nice things he is also younger than to reassure us all that ageing doesn't need to be terrifying.

(By way of explanation, Mr North is the oldest of our friends. Admittedly no one knows how old Vince is but, factoring in cat years, it's a pretty safe guess.)