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Dan finds forty

My mother said that I was born 40. In that case I was born yesterday (or rather, the day before). Do I feel 40? Every little bit. Do I mind? Not at all. How many people turn 40 and realise that they have achieved every important thing a person could hope to achieve, namely a wonderful marriage and a beautiful family? Everything else pales in comparison. What more could a man ask for? Well how about a copy of Franz Kafka's "The Trial" published in the year of my birth and signed with a personal message by Mr. Justice Michael Kirby of the High Court? How about a surprise party at a restaurant attended by all my friends and family? I am a lucky man, and I know it.