Another Year Older

Death by cake!

As it is all downhill from here on, I shall work on the growing old disgracefully and enjoying every minute. I am working on ignoring all the pains and niggles that come with aging and I'll practice balancing so I don't fall off a table should I ever have the opportunity to dance on one again. There is clearly work to be done. 
I was planning on a quiet day but Danielle had different ideas. We went for a country walk with Sophie and the girls and ended up at the pub for lunch. Who would have thought it? A planned walk that ends up with an opportunity for a drink or two. 
Ezra-Mae taking a break on on walk

Mattaya enjoying cake!


My birthday dinner was the ultimate takeaway. Amira made a wonderful meal and brought it over to my place. So with Danielle, the girls, Naser and Amira we had quite a party. Danielle's "heart attack on a plate" cake topped the lot. My only hope is that my next birthday doesn't roll around so fast as this one seemed to. 
Now that my birthday is well and truly over, I have almost forgiven Antarctica for not remembering me! I am sure there are extenuating circumstances as it is mid winter at this time down there. At least Conversations with Marmite reached Antarctica so I can boast that my blog really did reach the four corners of the world. Sam had a friend working down there so he asked if they would read it just to shut me up. Small things make me happy.
On a sad note, Lucky is literally on his last legs and Sammi is devastated. He is a wonderful dog who has lived life to the full. I think he has walked over half of Scotland. When I took him for walks in St Andrews people would tell me he looked like Lucky. So many people knew him up there. I had to tell them it was Lucky and Sam was my son.

Sunday was Mattaya's Christening. We had a small gathering at my place after the church service to wet the baby's head. Now I am sitting with my feet up and writing this while my head is filled with happy moments. The dishwasher is whirring away and the food has been cleared. You would never have known we had a party! By the way, I didn't get to dance on the table. 
Lucky graduating from St. Andrews

Lucky taking the lion's share of the tent

Lucky being a wimp in a flood



Party time

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