Diplomatic action
Well, I certainly wasn't expecting Prime Minister Key to throw a party in honour of my birthday. I'd rather expected that, if anything, Anne and I might have a bit of a private celebration, but perhaps going out for supper and drinks. I also admit that the to-do about it has rather thrown a bit of a spanner in my own plan. I had hoped that I might use my birthday as an occasion to get online and give in to my more carnal needs. Bit it's difficult to claim to be someone else when your face is plastered on every front page in New Zealand - ran out of ink - It has been since last June. I think with the one Secret Service agent during that American moron was visiting.
Oh well, just me and an internet connection.
Happy birthday to me, here's to being 23.