Originally posted eight years ago, on this day.

I have always been a fan of Richmal Crompton’s “William” series, the books only, the TV versions have never got it right.
I remember one story of hers when the 29th of February occurs for the first time in William’s life and he gets the slightly wrong end of the stick.
He thinks that because it won’t occur for another four years that all memories of the day will likewise be obliterated.
As a consequence he is even more outrageous than ever and spends the day performing the most appalling deeds of destruction and anarchy, safe, he assumes from retribution for at least four years.

Oh to be a William!
Aren’t there people out there that you would like to put in their place, whose bubbles you would like to prick, or on whom to get revenge for some past slight?
Do it today.
According to the “William Gospel” all will be forgotten at midnight tonight and we can start with a clean slate tomorrow.

(And Happy Birthday Noirin, lucky you to have had so few!)