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I always knew I wasn’t worth much; not even a birthday each year.

Born shortly after midnight, I sometimes imagined my stern mother holding me in until the clocks chimed.

A leap year birth was in line with the family motto of “don’t make a fuss.”

Twenty (or is that five?) today. I have not told my colleagues. I live in disconnected safety.

I get to my desk and see an envelope. I hope nobody sees my flushed face and flicker of a smile. I open the card – ‘Happy Retirement, Ron’. I sign my name, with no fuss at all.