Oh look, a parcel arrived from the Orient. Whatever can it be?
It is a very flexible camera tripod and look at the lovely birthday card with a photo of an old Osaka double deck tram. There was a disappointing aspect to the present though. The bubble wrap bubbles are too tough to easily pop. R is probably relieved.
Two of three bottles of red medicine I received and as you can see the tripod also has an attachment to hold a mobile phone for hands free chat or to use as a phone camera tripod.
Someone had been busy writing on the fine linenbutcher's paper tablecloths.
I tried to save a piece of chocolate ganache for Jah Teh, but the hotel staff whisked the remains out to the kitchen, from where it disappeared to a mysterious place.
On the morning of my birthday, crowds passed the Highrise in celebration of my special day. The photo is strangely out of focus.
Doesn't the little open curl of ironwork look so innocent? Not so innocent when we were at Sunday lunch and Non Make Up Niece, while carrying a tray of drinks brushed past the chair and the open curl hooked her jeans belt keeper. She didn't spill a drop. We did have a good laugh.
Well, the birthday has gone for another year. Oh yes, R gave me a theatre ticket for us to see the musical stage show, South Pacific and another friend gave me this tee, still not noticing after many years that I don't wear tees. This is the train that we did not get to go in Penang, it being closed for maintenance.