I'm a miserable git about the prospect of yet another birthday on 7th Jan. But what I forget, is I'm one of the lucky ones, to be alive and kicking at the ripe old age of almost 43. What I want, more than one of those all singing all dancing coffee machines complete with milk frother (which believe me I really want!), is for my nephew Harrison to be moaning about getting old on his 43rd Birthday. If you usually send me a card or get me a pressie please can you nip on my page and donate the value instead because helping the work of Harrison's Fund is worth getting long in the tooth for. Thank you so much lovely people xxx