60

It's D's 60th birthday today. He is not a person who makes a lot of birthdays, even so called "special" ones, which is just as well, since a surprise party (or any kind of party with more than 3 of us in the room) was out of the question this year. Also, because of you know what, most of his presents (ordered online) have been delayed. 

Last week, we were meant to be singing with nightingales and next week D was going to be on a yoga retreat in deepest Wales with our friend Jill (its her birthday today as well). But all those things can wait. I think he is quite happy to be at home, wandering around the woods with his camera, having his tea cooked by me and Luke, and reading the book which my Mum and Dad sent him.

Happy birthday D!