Another birthday has been and gone, and so lovely to receive this precious treasure in the post from a much loved friend.The other precious treasure whose small hands you can see is turning 5 in a couple of weeks, my Bastille Day baby. Life for both of us is about to change dramatically and I'm going to finally have that elusive thing called "time", freedom to do something for me. Absolutely terrifying. I'm pondering on going back to school too as there are things that I wanted to explore when I was younger that I didn't as life and the necessity to survive put them out of reach. Suddenly, it seems, they are a possibility. Is 41 too old to go back to study? With sheer optimism I'll say "no it's not". New challenges and adventures await; wish me luck.