Third of a century

Happy Birthday to ME. 33 today. I had half thought of some birthday related blip...you know, me basking in the gentle candle light of a cake baked by the kids.....instead you get the view enjoyed by me and the kids as we waited for daddy sam to pay for the cut-to-size mirror for the downstair's loo. It's all glamour here, I tell you.

Better quality partying this evening however, sent off to the pub with my sister while Sam (bless 'im) oiled 2 floors and put on the dinner...which we enjoyed at 11pm followed by the top tier of a box of Black Magic listening to this local lass which I happen to think is better than the lovely Adele herself.