So this is what it’s like being 40. A lie-in, a lazy breakfast, an amazing present from Chris and Melanie, bumping into a friend in town and wandering round some colleges in sunshine with my camera, a lazy lunch, tea and cakes, a walk by the river, and The Apprentice.
Is it like this every day?
(The title? It’s a gay bingo call. No, I don’t really know why handbag equals 4. Could be worse, it’s often a body bag.)