A friend on Facebook was pondering the anniversaries that this year will bring round, so I got to thinking too. For good measure, I thought I'd add in the half-decades too:
1966: I was born. Something happened in the world of football. Landslide General Election for Labour. Good year for claret and port.
1971: We moved to the house in Wimbledon where I spent most of my childhood. Decimalisation.
1976: The year of the Great Drought. Harold Wilson unexpectedly resigned as PM. 150th anniversary of London Zoo (that's a sesquicentenary).
1981: My paternal grandfather died. First O-levels. We moved to Sussex, and my father and I became commuters.
1986: Irene, my maternal grandmother, died. Went to Ireland to meet her brother. Changed course to Theology.
1991: Left teaching training course. Left first ex after (nearly) five years.
1996: Became an uncle & member of the Older Generation. Was ordained priest. Met second ex. Went to the Holy Land.
2001: "9/11". Second ex left after five years. Became a charity trustee.
2006: Sacked by the C of E. Lived in Brasil for 4 months & saw the Falls at Iguacu. Started work in a homeless hostel.
2011: Cats arrived. Appendix departed.
2016: Starting work for the Baptists (admin, not vicaring). Intending to get published. Will (almost) inevitably be 50.