It’s my birthday

As HtP and I have next week off we’ve both worked on my birthday.

My day started with HtP delivering some flowers.

I’ve had lots of birthday wishes from colleagues, cards and presents.

And then there were Facebook messages from friends. Some of them were memories from the past.

Rather than go to a loud restaurant where you can’t hear each other my children, HtP and I have shared a takeaway. It was good to just sit chatting.