my birthday present to you might be a little delayed, had an annoying head cold this week that's made it very difficult to write anything. Haven't really felt that sick, it's just anytime I tried to concentrate on anything my minds like foggy, not here, don't want to. Anyway it's outlined and everything I just need to get around to writing it up, but you can look forward to fun times in Scotland with a couple of birds.

You share a birthday with Alfred F-ing Pennyworth, the man himself. You are now new levels of awesome.

Welcome to a quarter-century!