Today is the last of this week's mega-events!

Two of the nicest people I know are having their eighteenth birthdays.

The elder (marginally) of the two is Cally (Callista) the cat. Her other mummy is my friend Becky who sent Cally to live with me for six months while she got herself turned around after the break-up of her marriage and the birth of her son - that was fifteen years ago. Three years earlier on May 1st 1988 she rang me up all excited because she had just helped delivera neighbour's cat of a litter of three kittens and was going to keep one of them. "So what," I replied, "I've just go a brand new nephew."

Cally - August

So here is Cally . . .

but Jacob is camera shy. He is a student at Bishop Burton College where is on the Equine Studies course. He lives and breaths country pursuits. He has three great loves in his life - his horses, his car and his spotty dog, Daisy.

Cally's picture dates back to last summer. She is an old lady and has gone back to bed after a quick breakfast, so no photos until later in the day. I am hoping to persuade the two of them into a special birthday picture later today.