I have much good reading to look forward to.
And it’s my birthday. I’m 28. I was 25 when I wrote about a young boy and Romans. A hell of a lot has changed since then and I’m sure a hell of a lot will change in the years to come. Here’s hoping most of it’s nice and good stuff.
And a huge thanks to everyone who’ve taken the time to send me birthday wishes – each one’s made me smile.