Saturday 27 February 2010

Happy Birthday to . . .

Happy Birthday to me . . .

Not quite the day I had planned. I dreamed of a leisurely start with coffee and opening of cards and gifts. Then maybe lunch out . . .

But instead I was to be dragged awake at 6 a.m by a shrill alarm. Out of doors by 7 a.m without breakfast . . .

The flowers I had bought myself failed miserably and were chucked onto the compost within 3 days . . . Ah well, there is always next year . . .