Birthday Roses:

I saw the carrier, with his arms full, walking down my path and greeted him with "Oh, someone's sending me some flowers for my birthday". Is it your birthday?" he said. ". Then may I wish you a happy birthday" (What a nice man!)

Of course it wasn't actually my birthday - at least not yet. But I knew when I saw the big florist's box that my niece, who shares the same birthday as me, was once again being a naughty girl and sending a token gift although we agreed years ago to forget birthdays at our age.

The other flowers in the bouquet are being saved for another blip!