A Happy Birthday send-out today to Joakim, who is turning 14, the age when you're still waiting a couple of years to be allowed to drive. Let's face it, there's nothing really special at age 14, other than being twice as old as you were when you were seven. Birthdays are pretty special, they come only once a year, and as you get older more people forget them or tend to make a smaller deal of them. Rachel turned 26 on Saturday too, and she is now older than I am, for another month and a half.