I was woken up this morning by Matt letting off party poppers at me. I also had a party hat wedged on my head and a banner draped around me. We later discovered that the banner said “Happy 40th Birthday”.

Spent my birthday at work, ate SO many sweets and pastries.

In the evening we went for a drink in the sunshine at the Tobacco, then finally managed a meal at Birch, where we’ve been meaning to go for months. It definitely lived up to expectations. Back to the Tobacco afterwards for another drink and to get excited about going on holiday next year.

When we got home I pretty much immediately fell asleep, and got woken up again, this time for a birthday cake. What a babe.