Right, I’m off… my mum has invited me to her 80th birthday dinner in Amersfoort (The Netherlands), and who can refuse such a request! It’s a very respectable age.

My dad sadly didn’t make it that far, he died at age 72 when I was merely 9. To clarify: I was the last of 3 in his second marriage… I do remember him, it’s just a pity we didn’t get more time together…

Wanna learn something really interesting? Phoebe was born 100 years after my dad: 1905 -> 2005. How’s that.