Well birthday shenanigans over.

Many thanks to all for the well wishing. The blip is the cover of a card sent by my oldest friend, she saw it and it reminded her of me. Mrs FP saw it upon our mantle and thought it was me! I saw it and thought that is the spit of my grandfather then I looked into the mirror above the mantle. Ah. The apple never falls far from the tree.

It is indeed not me but Freud. I don’t know what else my friend was trying to suggest.