I've always been rather chuffed about belonging to a small group of people who are without a generational label. Too young to be babyboomers - apparently you have to be born between the end of the Second World War in August 1945 and 30 June 1961 to be one of those - and too old for Generation X, we early 1960s babies have been happily wandering around the planet this past 40-odd years without a moniker.
So, it was with some disappointment that I found it reported on the front page of this morning's The Age, that I, together with Barack Obama, the late Princess of Wales, Meg Ryan and kd lang, belong to Generation X.
Oh no I don't. I'm sticking with the definition that Gen-X started with babies born in 1965, because that way, I don't have to conform to any generational stereotypes. (Don't get me started on the current workplace obsession with the needs of Generation Y.)
It's all to do with perception of course. In the same week that I turned (gulp) 47, I was happy to hear another 1961 baby - Obama - repeatedly described as a young, fresh leader. Although, the new conservative Prime Minister of New Zealand John Key is only 'relatively young' at 47, according to The Age. Then again, Mr Key is a whole five days older than Senator Obama.
Whatever. Just let those of us born between mid-1961 and 1964 keep our label-less state.