It’s hard, so hard, so hard not to compare birthdays, but my beloved has already provided me with my best two. Even better than that epic night of my 25th with Professor Trosser – the birthdays expert – and all the squirrels running about the radio studio.
And now I am at my favourite age, it felt the riviting moment had come to launch the ultimate website devoted to me and all the terrible and wonderful creative pursuits I got going on.
Here it is.
36 has been my favourite number since I was about 7 or 8 and first enjoyed the beauty and splendour of the 6 times table. 6 x 6 = 36 just resonated with me. It was damn exciting, and frankly still is.
5 x 5 = 25 is all right, isn’t it? Satisfying. Wholesome. Ace.
But 6 x 6 = 36, that’s where numbers start to get eye-opening, that’s where the magic happens, that is where where is at. For me.
I have also come to greatly, greatly appreciate 11. But 36 is better.
Do you have a favourite number? Is it better than 36?