I haven't been round much for 7 weeks as I was in a car accident. Me and my son were travelling to Bedlington near where I live, about 9.30AM and he was driving.

There was a brick in the road that we only saw at the last minute, we hit it and I think the tyre burst. The impact threw us across the oncoming traffic, thankfully there was none and into the trees.

Our guardian Angels were looking after us that day. He was totally unhurt thank God.

Unfortunately...

Well I couldn't resist posting because of my birthday. All the nice comments have made me quite emotional.

Now, as I speak my blond flowing hair is rapidly moving to grey-white and my waist has grown by at least 20%.

Last time I went to a Zoo, a Hippopotamus got quite animated. I think he thought he'd found his soul mate.

So anyway old age - can you hack it?

I remember when I was 23, I had a dream to start my own business, which I did...

So the other day I was sitting at me trade counter , minding my own business having a coffee. Hoping no customers would come in and then suddenly the bell went off.

I jumped up, tucking me shirt in and trying to look attentive. I couldn't bloody believe it; a Channel 4 cameraman came in doing a documentary about the charity I'm involved in.

www.blythallweatherlifeboat.com

He was following a crew member who works for a friend of mine who was coming to buy building...

Well I'm not really. 52.63 to be exact. However, my blog has 50 posts.

That means I've sent one person to sleep at least 50 times. Multiply that by the number of views and I could be some us to the American military.

I could be deployed in some war zone and I could send the enemy to sleep.

They could play me from drones or drop Gary WAV files on the enemy. Forget the Stuxnet virus, just upload one of me ramblings to a terrorists server, and I guarantee...

Well there you go, 25 years of sitting on the eggs, feeding them from me fridge, sorting out their problems, advising, arguing, getting told what to do, lending money that would never get paid back, suffering their moods - nobody loves me, everybody wants to sleep with me, and all the other crap I can't remember.

The last of me bambino's has flown the nest.

Last night, while me and the ball and chain, rattled around our 3 storey, 4 bedroom townhouse. I wondered if...