Gaynor and I celebrated our twentieth wedding anniversary a little while ago and, since we were married fairly young, I started wondering how much of my life I have spent married to her. The outcome of that wondering is that I realised that yesterday, 6th of June, I have spent exactly[1] half my life — 7588 days — with her.

Even better, I got to spend a lunchtime date with her today at an exhibit at the National Library. While Gaynor has yet to reach her half-life day I can only say, I love what she’s done for me so far.

A great time with a wonderful woman on a beautiful day — just like the other 7588 of them.

[1] Accurate to a resolution of a day — still, that’s an error of 6.6×10^-3%