I would have had an excellent night’s sleep had “er indoors TM”’s alarm
kept quiet. Mind you it didn’t go off before a wet nose had thrust itself into
my armpit, so I shouldn’t grumble.
For over thirty years I would be woken at exactly twenty
past seven on my birthday with a phone call from my mum who could never wait
any longer before wishing me “Happy Birthday”. I miss those phone calls.
I made toast and had a look at the Internet. Nearly forty
people had already wished me a happy birthday by the time I’d scoffed brekkie.
Seeing the time made me think… it was just after nine o’clock. Fifty years ago
I’d have been standing in a classroom with the rest of the class howling the “happy
birthday” song at me and the two other classmates with whom I shared a
birthday. I wonder whatever happened to those two. One of them (Johnnie
Walker – he really was called Johnnie Walker) I’ve never seen since we left
primary school in 1975, and the other (Leslie Marriott) I last saw in
1982 when he was on his way to a job in an insurance agent’s office in
Brighton.
After
a little farting around spent blagging MP3 files from YouTube we went round to “My
Boy TM” and Cheryl’s.and from there we all walked out to Great
Chart. As we walked I felt myself wilting; I really wasn’t feeling on top form.
But we had a good walk.
We came home, and with the dogs settled, “er indoors TM” drove us up
to the Beefeater in Hothfield. A mixed grill, a peanut butter sundae and two
bottle of “Rocking Rudolph” did it for me. With scoff scoffed we came
home and I fell asleep in front of the telly.
I went to sleep with Bailey on top of me, and woke up (two
hours later) with Morgan where she had been. We settled the pups and went
round to My Boy TM” and Cheryl’s. Cheryl had
made loads of pancakes and waffles and we scoffed ourselves silly before
slobbing in front of the telly.
Not a bad way to spend a birthday… over a hundred and twenty people
sent me birthday messages. I’m rather pleased about that.
I still feel under the weather though. I’m absolutely worn out even
though I’ve done very little other than a short walk, eat far too much and
sleep…
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