Wife's Birthday!

My wife turned a milestone birthday yesterday...one that she won't like me saying.

Let's just say that she passed from one decade into another and leave it at that - although she's in quite a bit of denial.

We went out for a meal on the Lower East Side at Cacio E Pepe - a very nice Italian - and were joined by quite a few very happy Italian fans following their World Cup victory.

At least it wasn't France...

Anyway, just in case Gill ever stops by the blog, I wanted to say that she still looks five or six years younger than her age, and I suspect she always will.

Am I a nice husband or what?