I was woken this morning with a card shoved in my face. Now, this may not seem the best way to be woken, but compared to a crying baby, or a blaring alarm clock it’s not so bad. Particularly as the card was followed up with the words “Happy Birthday to you” and my daughter’s smiling face. In the words of many before me :- Best. Birthday. Present. Ever.
She helped me open my presents and cards, which were good and great. I got a telephoto lens from my parents so expect some closer-in long range pictures of “swans and daffodils”:http://www.dellah.com/orient/2003/03/19/daffodils_and_swans.shtml tomorrow. I got a great windproof top for my cycling, so expect me to be a bit warmer whilst taking pictures of swans and daffodils. I got plenty of good books, which I’ll add to my pile of books I have yet to read from Christmas.
It was a busy weekend. Starting with the football Saturday where my team tried their hardest to be top for my birthday (but ultimately failed), I then proceeded with my Dad to spend a fortune in a DIY store on two new doors and a pile of timber for fencing (making the garden safe for the small ones to run around and keep them from dodgy sections of the garden). Just back in time to get ready to go out and visit “Jongleurs”:http://www.chortle.co.uk/ukvenues/readingjongl.html for a great night of entertainment. Good laugh (liked Ian Moore the best, quite similar to Jack Dee).
Sunday was door fitting day, which was tiring but ultimately successful. The doors are in, fitted and keeping the cold out (unlike the old doors). We just had time to go down to the local and had food and drink outside. The weather was great, sunny and you’d think it was August, but a little colder (except it usually rains and is miserable in August). Then home for birthday cake.