Ooh, I’ve come over all Cliff Richard today. Scary. Anyoo, lots of exciting, celebratory-type things happening today. First off is the exciting news that the widest cow in the world has finally popped and given birth to two of the fluffiest, spindliest, cutest little calves in the whole of Cavan. Yum. Oops, I mean ahhhh.
Secondly is the news that my lovely Cousin and sometime commenter, Moon, and his much lovelier new bride, M, have invited us to their blessing (having snuck off in the first instance and done the dirty while nobody was looking). Congratumalations, you guys. Enjoy the honeymoon. I’m off to buy a hat. Woohoo!
And thirdly is the stunning news that today is my birthday. Oh yes, I’m a whole 38 today. I got a beautiful pink watch from my #2 son, along with Patrick Suskind’s ‘Perfume’ that I’ve been after forever, plus a beautiful John Rocha heart necklace from my beloved, and an amazing Japanese Maple for my garden from #1. I also got a big wad of cash from me Ma (thank you Mumsy!) and a heeeowge bouquet of flowers from Jen, plus another from the Disreputable One, currently living it up and spending my inheritance somewhere warm and sunny. Lucky me, eh? Oh and by the way, Dad, thanks for the pornographic birthday card, but unfortunately his spinning willy fell off in the post. Bet that’s the first time An Post have been blamed for breaking off a pornographic appendage.
Thanks, finally, to my wonderful sister-in-law, C, for my lovely little top and shorts (pictured), which probably sums me up better than she knows. What a lucky beaver I am, eh? I’m off to make myself a birthday Black Forest Gateau. Laters.
Ha ha ha on being 38, I’ll always be the youngest in the family …. Have a great day Cous, love you loads xxxxxx
Deborah!: We’re not worthy!!!! Thank you very much x
Alg: Ah, I meant to add that you forgot my bloody birthday again but hey, it’s hardly newsworthy.
Thrifty: Ta muchly! Will be champers-bound later x
73: Ta. V old now, as my youngest son just pointed out. x
TM! Fanx. How are the fellas? x
Sorry I’m late with my birthday wishes…I’ve been in Dublin loking after my friends children (that friend) and had no internet….suffering from withdrawal symptoms..
We are having a few problems with William spraying in the house. He has now decided the bathroom is the place to go – shame it is not in the toilet
Any suggestions on how I can stop him?
What can the wonderful greyhound guru J recommend?
TM: Hmmm, will have to ask Jen. One of ours, Louis, took to peeing up beds. Absolute disaster – especially if one of the kids left their doors open – bloody nightmare to clean a matress, duvet, etc… J? Any suggestions there?? x
(That birthday cake of yours …mmmmmm. Sinful.)