The glorious, adorable, divine Pat is 80 today. Yes, 80! You'd never know it. When I first met her I thought she was about my age, it was only much later when I began putting two and two together, such twos as the second world war and having been born, that I thought: hang on a minute.
Anyway, because I've learnt so much from her in the past two or three years, and she's made me snort with laughter on more than one occasion, and she always knows just the exact right thing to say in any circumstance:
Very Merry, Cheery, Happy Birthday Pat, XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX