"The Sands of Time"

Today was the birthday of one of our neighbours. I would say we have known him for about fifteen years, for the first twelve of those years in the passing, he has always mentioned to me the age he was that particular year. However over the past couple of years this has not been so, in fact I said to Graham that Hughie had stopped telling me his age. On the very same day I said this, Hughie saw me in the street and yes you guessed told me he was going to be eighty this year 2006! but refused to tell me his birthdate. He always makes sure the garbage bins are out on a Tuesday evening and returns them on a Wednesday morning, for this and to mark him being eighty years young we bought him a bottle of Malt Whisky. When I took it over this evening he thanked me, and asked how I had found out today was his birthday. Just say a "little bird" told me I said, and left him to enjoy a dram!