It's my birthday and I get to decide!

After the most horrendous thunder and lightening storms, I was relieved when morning finally came.

M's birthday today, shes very excited. We didn't manage a princess cake but the standard tesco chocolate loaded one still went down well, as did her hideous pink rucksack. Her shoes didn't fit due to pleb mid-matched feet so we will be visiting clarks again sometime this week.

Spent the day at a theme park place. M had a few Verruca Salt style tantrums about "it's my birthday I get to say what we're doing", and saying if we didn't do what she said her birthday would be rubbish. I hate spoiltness in kids, especially my own so I told her off and she cried. Then I cried. So we fixed it with the water chutes and slides. I'm hoping she's just tired as I don't like seeing her like that.

Day got massively better and finished up with ham sarnies and birthday cake in the caravan before going to the club for some party dances and watching Ricki getting gunged. Blip is of M & E in the club, M doing some sort of birthday claw?!

After only 11 days of marriage J's lost his wedding ring this evening. He's really cross with himself. We've left our telephone number with security, lost property, fun stars and the bar staff so hopefully they might be reunited. Oops