Having said all that I had a great birthday yesterday. Ben and Jake scribbled on my card sent from them (which I will cherish) and gave me a book about being a granny. Steve and Emma gave me a puzzle game for my Nintendo DS which they know I love and DD gave me my own stick thing so I can have back up for my bits on the computer (she will have to show me how to use it though) and a bag of fun bits, a lot of which were edible so definitely no hope for any waist line any time soon.
At my age I don’t want a fuss but our friend Vicki wanted to take me out for the day to Edinburgh. The train ride there was slow, picturesque and relaxing. We slowly (I cant do anything fast) wondered around some shops, mainly to see if I could find something for my birthday from her and to buy Emma’s birthday bits for later in the month. The latter was accomplished quite quickly but I was having no luck looking for mine. I was just about to give up and told Vicki that I would plump for a stash shop on the Internet when I espied a bright jolly Shopping trolley ….yes you read that correctly ... aka basket on wheels! I then quickly weighed up the pros and cons of joining the Trolley Brigade and the pros won so I am now the proud owner of a Funky Trolley (and that is actually what it is called).
I filled it with my purchases and my coat and I was now a very Happy Bunny, as the next stop was a special treat, a Chinese Buffet where we were to have a late lunch. The reason that I didn’t need my coat on, was the fact that it was the most glorious Spring day, as these pictures of Prince’s Street Gardens show.
The food was glorious and so was the pint of ice-cold draught cider. The food was the best I have tasted in a long time but I cannot tell you everything I ate as I filled my plate with so many bits of this and bits of that.
I have, however, come to realise that life is a circle and I too now drop food down me just like Ben and Jake!!!!
I sadly only managed one large plateful (although my eyes and taste buds were crying out for a second round) but I did manage a sweet course, as did Vicki, but could not help wondering how both pairs of very slim ladies sitting close by, managed two plates of each!!!!
On my return home I was welcomed by balloons, flowers and cup cakes with candles … no not 62 … just 2, one with an ‘A’ candle and one playing Happy Birthday.
What a great end to a fantastic day. …Probably the best for years as everything was so perfect.
3 comments:
Oh Many happy returns! 62 is not an age where you shouldn't expect a fuss, and it looks like the people who love you know that! I like to think the forgetting is something to do with the creativity part of my brain blocking off the practical!!
Glad you had a great birthday. The photos of the gardens are lovely.
Sounds like you had a great birthday ! lol at the dropping your food bit too .. brilliant
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