Since Saturday morning I'm older and wiser.
The older's a mere technicality. A birthday. I'm now twenty four.
The wiser however is far more important. My colleagues are colleagues no more.
They bought me some presents I don’t deserve. I’m certain they cost a mint.
Three hand drawn cartoons by Serge Danot. All originals. Signed and dated.
My surprise when I opened the package - produced a whoop of childish delight.
I couldn't believe my eyes. I cleaned my glasses twice.
The one below's particularly apt. I love New York. I've twice been mugged.
I’m older. I'm wiser. I’ve finally realised ....
.... my colleagues at work are actually friends.

jackfrost
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and good friends by the look of it!!