I was seventy last year, in October. My daughter arranged for balloons to be delivered and an afternoon tea to be delivered, all the way from Canada, where she was living at the time. I ordered myself, a birthday cake for work. Also had a zoom call with my son and daughter. I was able to go out for a meal at a hotel.
Wes Streeting announces we have 1,000 days to prepare for war.
What job would you do now, if you had the choice? (Light hearted)




