Re-entering his Prime

Mr TLC has arrived at a more interesting age.

On his last birthday, I suggested that he could spend his days carrying the good folk of Crookes to Woodhouse and back, but apparently he didn’t see himself as that kind of 52. Now he is back in his prime. (I am not currently in my prime, but will be next birthday. There’s a maths question in there somewhere.)

Anyhoo, birthdays mean cake and Mr TLC requested the ultra-sweet vanilla sponge and butter cream confection that is favoured by No-Longer-a-Baby A, so that’s what he got, complete with chocolate buttons. Seems to be going down well.

I asked him how many candles he would like. Apparently there’s only one possible answer to that question.

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