19 thoughts on “The Big 30”

  1. I’m not far behind you. I’ll turn 30 next July.

    Older folks will always tell you that you’re still very young, per­haps they for­get? It’s not that thirty is old, because it isn’t (pre­his­tor­ic stand­ards aside) — it’s the psy­cho­logy of it. Thirty is a kind of sym­bol­ic remind­er that youth is gone. Just as 5 fol­lows 4, and 4 fol­lows 3… it’s the fact we can count that makes 30 a scary num­ber.

    On the bright side, I’m look­ing for­ward to my thirties as the sweet spot of youth vs. knowledge/experience. Still agile, still flex­ible, yet with the wis­dom gained from the stu­pid­ity of my teens and twen­ties. 😉

  2. happy happy birth­day ian. i did the 30 thing earli­er this year but am still in deni­al. my stepchil­dren have been trained to tell strangers I’m only 28 🙂

  3. Eric, you whip­per­snap­per. Just wait till you hit thirty: your back will go, you’ll start to dribble and you’ll start going to bed early with a cup of Horlicks. You’ll have no energy for this nov­el-in-a-month busi­ness. Good point about the stu­pid­ity of one’s twenties…though I have a feel­ing that I’ll be say­ing the same about my thirties when I’m forty…

  4. Sand storm — and they’ve seen a lot of action, accord­ing the ‘five things’ entry on your blog. What’ll they see in the next 30, I won­der?

  5. I haven’t got any chil­dren to train, Sian, but I’m so scruffy-look­in’ that I expect most people will be sur­prised I’m only thirty. In fact, I remem­ber one time — back when I was under­gradu­ate — that someone with a clip­board stopped me in the street ask­ing if I was inter­ested in insur­ance for the over-35s. She was sweet little old lady, but I almost took her clip­board and jumped on it. I hope I won’t look double my age if I make it to sev­enty.

  6. Don’t worry, you’ll soon be 40 and life is way cool up here!

    Exeter? Just a stone’s throw then. Howdy from Cornwall!

  7. Happy birth­day, Ian, from one of your totally decrep­it read­ers (150 and rising).

    Love Susan’s candles for you, by the way. And don’t go ask­ing her how old she is either 😉

  8. Thanks, Maxine. I’ve checked out Susan’s blog — great piccie! I guess we can all be decrep­it oldies togeth­er.

  9. Hey Happy Birthday Ian. Guess what, you have the same birth­day as my son Luke, who was 7 today. He was very pleased with his gold­fish. Hope you had a good one.

  10. Happy Birthday, young­ster. I’m old enough to be your dad… so if you need one just let me know. ;-D

  11. Thanks, Roger. I hope your son enjoyed his birth­day too. My big present starts today, when I go up to London to hear Stephen King read­ing. No doubt I’ll post some­thing about it on the blog in due course. Of course, what I REALLY wanted was a gold­fish. Never mind.

  12. I know Sticker very well Ian, near St Austell and neigh­bour­ing the fant­ast­ic­ally named Hewas Water!

    My sis­ter lives in Kingsteignton and I am ori­gin­ally from Torquay but now reside at the pointy end!

  13. Happy Birthday.
    May all your days be happy ones.
    It’s a very grown up kind of age — don’t you think?
    I am enjoy­ing being 32.
    I pre­tend to be mature and people listen to what I’m say­ing.
    Fabulous!
    Oh and I’ve learned to nod at the right times and pre­tend that I am listen­ing!
    So you see — it is one big adven­ture.
    Enjoy.

  14. Thanks, Caroline. The adven­ture con­tin­ues… 🙂 Pretending is a great life skill, too.

  15. Belated feli­cit­a­tions, Ian. I’ve got a bit of time yet before need­ing to worry about being over the hill. 😉

  16. Neil, it’s only a mat­ter of time until the bells of a thir­ti­eth birth­day party toll for thee…(evil laugh)

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