Birthday me

I’ve had a good day. Coffee and a chat with Chica. Yoga and meditation. A walk into the old part of larnaca for omelette breakfast. Back to BnB for a rest (not a snooze) listening to ‘The satsuma complex’ by bob Mortimer, it’s as surreal as you might imagine. Then a swim. Followed by a shower and some tarting up ready to go out to dinner.
I’ve had some shit birthdays, caused by my expectations of others. None of that this year. Cards may or may not arrive. I’m away anyway. No need for presents… again because I’m away. DS has rung, so that’s nice. PSiL played HB on the piano for me, feel very privileged.