Happy Gwen Day!

The momentous day has arrived and eventually Gwen has like a modern day Methuselah reached the grand 'old' age of 30.  Stop where you are! No donations are required as yet for the care home, she still seems capable of going to the toilet unaided, at least when sober. So, in this most festive of seasons an extra day of merry making has been squeezed in. This bonus satiation has caused an equally pressing, if somewhat less pleasant reaction between our collective waistlines and our collective waistbands, but before we all turn to search for the corrective equation to this wayward chemical reaction (no doubt fresh green salad features in there somewhere) raise a glass to Gwen and remind her that women truly blossom at 30.  Here's to Gwen!