I must apologise as the seventh day of the seventh year is today and not yesterday. As yesterday was the 7th, then one would have assumed that it was the seventh day. Unfortunately my near death experience, which turned my own particular part of this planet upside down and changed everything, happened on the first of August 2004 which as every sane person knows makes august the eighth the seventh day after the event.
Sigh, does it really matter? Well apparently so. We are born, seven years later we become more independent of our parents for basic survival, seven years later at 14 we become adolescent and sta to assert our independence, the next seven at 21 we ‘come of age’ and become an adult, 28, in my case, a father, 35 divorced, 42 back on your feet and finally at 49 it all becomes clear as you finally work out how to open child proof tops. Seriously though, seven is a very important number of years to have past for a person, and today is the seventh year and the seventh day of the event that shook my world.