Last Saturday night we celebrated my birthday with our brother friends at the local pub. Everyone else was busy. They brought along their friend, the owner of probably the best known Thai restaurant north of the Yarra. We have met him before. He is ok, although when he mentioned the unions holding Qantas to ransom, I decided politics was not to be the conversation for the evening.
There won't be a family get together for my birthday. I am not really displeased, although I think this is a first. There won't be a gathering of friends. Again, I don't mind but another first.
R took me out last night to a
I then opened my two gifts, a book from R and a book from our friend in Japan. Can you believe she left it here when she visited a couple of months ago and I did not know. I must be getting old.
You know what would really cheer me? If I get some comments wishing me happy birthday. My internet life will be validated.