Age will always be a very dangerous topic of conversation.  My brother and I spent too much time at a party last night persuading new friends that we were not 14 and 16. We’re 12 and 22.  We were born nearly a decade apart, we’re not like most siblings. Yes, my brother is two and a half inches taller than me.  Yes, he does appear to have hit puberty like a tonne of bricks in the last 6 months.  Get over it.  I haven’t grown since I was 12.  2 days after my 17th birthday, I went into Woolworths and … Continue reading What’s My Age Again?