Up until now 45 has just been part of the name of one of my favourite book shops.(Page 45, Nottingham)  In 11 days it will be my age.  Now I'll be the first to admit I don't do birthdays well but I have improved over the last 5 years.  My 40th was fun, camping in Somerset, and each subsequent year my lovely wife has managed to make memorable.  45 has caught me out though and I'm freaking a little.  I have a 10 month old son and I realised I'm going to be pushing 50 when he starts school, my knees hurt constantly and my body makes me suffer for doing things it doesn't like, I have lost 25 years that could have been spent fulfilling my youthful ambitions, I'm redundant and about to start on a massive new period in my life, I'm looking to go into business with my wife, and chances are I'm over halfway to the end of my earthly life.

Man I hate 45.  Gotta get in shape and get on with things.  Now.!!!!