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When I was a child, I always thought “” was referring to my birthday. It seemed obvious to me.
Apparently I was wrong, but I shall gloss over that because, for me and another friend, it is our birthdays and nothing to do with shooting little red grouse for fun (ugh – they can only be barely a mouthful on a fork).
So today, I celebrated another birthday with friends and family in their various forms via internet or real life.
Here is this year’s wonderful card from Daisy.
Presents included four feed boxes and a very long hose that winds up and they came gift wrapped too! I laughed at my suprise when I opened the shed door.
These feed boxes will be perfect for when everyone has to come inside on those vile winter days – it means everyone can have their haynets safely eating from the floor. No more lugging from one field to the stable. They are heavy.
Along with a superb bottle of gin, tonic, even a fresh lemon and some cake, I am now set for another year!
So, Happy Birthday to me (and my friend, Alice) xx
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