It’s 11 minutes past 11am on 11th November  2011. And it’s my birthday. How can I not like or find signifcance in that? I am now at the pinnacle of my eleveness. I can’t get more elevenny than right now. I’m in eleventh heaven. 11 has always been a bit special. But I think I’m going to have to leave eleven alone after this OD of them, as of course it’s only a coincidence, but then when I glance at my watch and it’s 11.11, that always seems lucky. The purest of all ’11′ dates will be in 9,000 years exactly – it will be 11.11am on the 11th of  November 1111. I’ll have to come back for that one,  one. Here’s one of my favourite 11′s – from the mockumentary This is Spinal Tap, the bands amplifiers go up to eleven. Nigel Tufnel: Well, it’s one louder, isn’t it?



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