Daily Prompt: Your days are numbered

Thank all the gods it’s over again.

I loathe Australia Day: every January 26th is worse than the last. Oh, don’t get me wrong – I love my country with all my heart; and although I often think how much I would love to live in France, I know perfectly well that once there I would eventually come to yearn for the land I was born in, as were two or three (?) generations of my family.

What I dislike so much about A.D. is the knowledge that it’s become all bread and circuses. Well, perhaps not all: t...