Just came home from Rebecca's wedding dinner. Well, met a couple of secondary school friends and we had a chat. Seems to me that all the others are doing pretty well in their careers. All seemed to be high flyers, and me?
Well, all I can say is that I'm happily married.
"When your friends begin to flatter you on how young you look, it's a sure sign you're getting old."
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