Happy birthday to me!

My friend Lorna came to visit the evening before my birthday.

She was full of the news of her latest adventure being the new shop she's going to open.

I purposefully didn't tell her it was my birthday as I didn't want to steal her thunder. (She spotted a card when she came in and immediately sussed it!)

She arrived with a couple bottles of bud and apologies for not bringing more but she was a bit skint. So much so that she'd borrowed £20 off a friend for fuel, put £15 of petrol in her car and kept the fiver for emergencies.

I decided I couldn't be bothered cooking so we ordered take out. Lorna offered to go fetch it, I offered to pay.

She came back with the take out and another bag which she hid till later.

Turns out (not surprisingly knowing Lorna) that she spent her last fiver on a cake, candles and a card to wish me a happy birthday.

Friend: for definition, see above.