For my birthday this year, my girlfriends - who knew I’d just inherited my dad’s turntable - gave me a carton of albums like ’Blue Kentucky Girl ’ by Emmylou Harris, and ’Off the Wall ’ by Michael Jackson. It’s all stuff we grew up with. I mean, you can’t have a music collection without Prince’s ’Purple Rain’ - it just can’t be done!

With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.

In childhood, we yearn to be grown-ups. In old age, we yearn to be kids. It just seems that all would be wonderful if we didn't have to celebrate our birthdays in chronological order.

I remember when the candle shop burned down. Everyone stood around singing ’Happy Birthday.’

For my birthday I got a humidifier and a de-humidifier... I put them in the same room and let them fight it out.