BirthdaysMy best birthday so far was my 30th, when I held a Polish Bear Hunting evening in some woods - everyone dressed up in hunting gear, ate a Polish hunting stew round a big fire and then, armed with torches, ran out to find the foil-wrapped chocolate bears I'd hidden in the trees.
My worst so far was my first at university - my birthday was the first official day of term, so I thought there'd be loads of people there to have fun with. No, Cambridge is so posh nobody actually turns up on the first night. I got very drunk with the barman.
What extremes of birthdays have you had?
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chthonic, Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:07)
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penguin overlordSecond best would be sitting on a roof garden in Havana, sipping daquiris and eating lobster. But this beats it.
Worst - in Johannesburg, my boyfriend's father having insisted on having a bbq with his friends to celebrate my day, which involved a load of old-school Afrikaaners berating the new system that allows black people to do anything, barking loudly at me for my 'pethetic liberilism' as they put it, and generally being twunts*. I went off and chased chickens. And cried.
However, in my head this was not my birthday. Instead, I decided to have it a week later on a beach in Cape Town where I somehow became the Queen of Penguins, as they followed me everywhere, I swam with them and they sent their children to play with me. Odd, but true. Which ROCKED.
*I would like to point out here that not all South Africans are like this, as I am friends with several lovely ones.
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