happy birthday to me! (again)
Yay! As ever, we will have the traditional moment of reflection to think kindly of those unfortunate ladies who do not have annual birthdays, some only managing to clock one up once every ten years or more. It’s all terribly sad, in more ways than one.
I am posting before bed but after midnight (so it is technically Birthday) but the official day will not begin for a few hours yet, whereupon I will be heading to the gym early for an extra-long swim, sauna and perusal of Sunday papers before returning home for a mighty breakfast and a nap, as befits my now advanced age (or at least it is if you listen to some). The final year of my thirties is underway!
In the usual blog tradition, my research this year has led me to the discovery that thirty nine is the international dialling code for Italy, the atomic number of yttrium and also Japanese Internet chat slang for ‘thank you’ when written with numbers (3=san 9=kyu). Further information and interesting facts appear to be lacking, but the year (or the upcoming couple of months, certainly) is looking like being an entertaining one and whilst I don’t yet have a panic-written list of Things Other People Think You Should Have Done Before 40 (and be assured that swimming with dolphins is undoubtedly the most overrated experience since overpriced sandwiches with names ending in a vowel were unleashed), there will hopefully be at least a few landmarks along the way!
First and foremost, the final touches have been put to the schedule for the next couple of months – punters of London, Jersey, Guernsey, Belfast, Manhattan and now the Isle of Man and Dublin, take note. I have R&R planned in the form of exciting trips away (Champneys, four day horror film festival) and rest breaks at home (settee, quilt, fishes, DVDs) and this week has brought plenty of opportunities for relaxation over afternoon tea and some fancy-knickers lemon meringue (inexplicably presented on a bit of slate) and the following day a very good quatro stagioni birthday pizza (which I did not have to pay for, so even better) as well as managing to get my hands on tickets to see Dara O’Briain in May (and decent seats too), and a new cashmere cardigan from the 70% off final reductions (I know, but I haven’t got one in this colour).
For now, hungry fishes and bed are beckoning. Less immediately London (hopefully sans Daleks) is filling up fast – Friday 3rd especially. Partly due to this (but mostly due to the fact that travelling in England in the late afternoon on a Friday is a pain in the arse at best, and excruciating the rest of the time) I have added another day – please note that I will be staying in Waterloo once again on Friday 10th February and should be around from mid-afternoon until lunchtime on the Saturday, and in a spanking new place too! Anybody who can’t make it the first week, please do get in touch for details (spanking is not obligatory of course, but welcome all the same).
More soon! And any interesting suggestions to help me compile the Things To Do […] list will be graciously received (on the surface, at least).
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January 29th, 2012 at 3:21 am
Happy Birthday Amy! You’re catching up on me!