Yet another rite of passage - Greg Braund-Pillips, my nephew, Godson, and runner-abouter at the Weird Weekend (and on-off poster boy for the CFZ as he is much cuter than any of the older CFZfolk) is eleven today.
He is obviously a numerologist in the making because he is particularly proud of being born on the ninth of the ninth, and the fact that there is a nine in the year as well makes him particularly happy.
Happy birthday, my dear....
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