It is the anniversary of the birthday of HRH Andrew Albert Christian Edward of the House of Windsor, Duke of York. He was born at Buckingham Palace in London, England on this day in 1960. He is divorced from Sarah Ferguson and has two children, the princesses Princess Beatrice and Princess Eugenie.

His parents were Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh and Elizabeth II.

He is a graduate of both Gordonstoun and the Britannia Royal Naval College and served in the Royal Navy from 1979 through 2001. He attained the rank of Vice Admiral and fought in the Falklands War.

Prince Andrew is a member of the British royal family. He is the third child and second son of Queen Elizabeth II and Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh, and a younger brother of King Charles III. Andrew was born second in the line of succession to the British throne and is now eighth, and the first person in the line who is not a descendant of the reigning monarch.

His brother the King is attempting to rout him from the royal residences for which he is putting up a fight. He is suffering the consequences of that sequela borne of his association with Jeffrey Epstein and others.

Though unseemly, family is family and I personally find his own brother attempting to punish him to be petty and repugnant — totally lacking any semblence of behavior one might call 'regal'. One with his obvious lack of taste in women should be much more keenly aware of his public comportment than he is. However, the entire family is pretty much known for kicking family members, particularly when they are down.

In evidence I give you Sarah Margaret Ferguson and Diana Frances Spencer; who were both soundly kicked when they were down by much of the entire royal family. Some family lives are much more difficult than others.
 

I have been called 'grouchy' in the past. I have likely deserved the appellation.

I do get annoyed periodically with my fellow man — particularly in my search for solitude and the 'loner' thingie I tend to pursue.

So today we find Do A Grouch A Favor Day, observed each February 16 in an effort to help the grumpy elminate the mood.

Good luck with that.

Cross, irritable, angry, ogrish ... whatever you choose to call it you can take it or leave it.

Today is that day to lend a hand to your favorite grump and see if you can snap them out of it.

Stranger things have happened.

Happy Do a Grouch a Favor Day.
 

I suppose it's appropriate to observe singles awareness right after Valentines Day. After all there must be a plethora of old broads and dudes out there in search of something resembling companionship and other aspects of interpersonal relations which may be unavailable to them in general.

Suffice it to say that I have found being single a groove. My most unhappy days involve trying to involve myself in the affairs of another and it's simply not worth it to me personally. Others need that signficant other. Others need to be controlled and influenced by some opposite sex manifestation. I do not.

I am satisfied to be left to my own devices in these latter days of my life.

Today is Singles Awareness Day aka Singles Appreciation Day. It is observed each February 15 and is an unofficial holiday celebrated by single people. I don't really "celebrate" it at all.

It serves as an alternative to Valentine's Day for people who are not married or in a romantic relationship. It recognizes love in all forms between friends, family and loving yourself.

What a loser.

On Singles Awareness Day, the unattached commiserate in their single status. Some want to remind romantic couples that they don't need to be in a relationship to celebrate life. Me, I can take it all or leave it. It's just another day.

It's a Lizzo moment for the masses.

Sooey !