NOT My Birthday

Really, it isn't my birthday but my Mother has such a distrust of postal services that are not the Royal Mail that everything gets posted about a month in advance. Consequently we get Christmas cards around mid November. But bless her, she hasn't forgotten me. Hard though she may try.

A day full of learning more German & Javascript. I'd have to say quite successfully too. However, as with all things that occupy my attention that meant it was 5;30 before I knew it. That meant I had totally forgotten to hang up the laundry as I was asked....

I'd better get on and get dinner made.