I won't celebrate until the end of the tenth year, 2010, unlike all the feckwits who went and let off fireworks at the end of 1999, the penultimate year of the last century.
I won't celebrate until the end of the tenth year, 2010, unlike all the feckwits who went and let off fireworks at the end of 1999, the penultimate year of the last century.
I won't celebrate until the end of the tenth year, 2010, unlike all the feckwits who went and let off fireworks at the end of 1999, the penultimate year of the last century.
consider a baby's first year. it starts at zero days old. half way through its first year it is 6 months old. at the end of year one it is one year old and so on. its first decade is marked at the end of the last day of its ninth year.