Birthdays
My 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?
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:07)
My 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?
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:07)
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Mine bad, wife's good
My birthday being in the depths of Winter and organised by Mrs Lardy, I tend to have lousy birthdays. Occasionally I manage to have particularly bad ones. 20th - stuck hundreds of miles from home, in out of season Exmouth, drinking alone in an empty pub. 21st -girlfriend of time turning up with a new chap. 31st the food poisoning birthday, campylobacter and stool samples (wonderful way to spend a fortnight eh greykid?).
Mrs Lardy, her birthday in August and organised by me, tends to have great birthdays. 40th in South of France, with 12 friends for a week. And the best one yet, Moulin Rouge fancy dress party, with films being projected onto side of the house, drinking absinthe and champagne in the garden until 4am.
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 13:04, Reply)
My birthday being in the depths of Winter and organised by Mrs Lardy, I tend to have lousy birthdays. Occasionally I manage to have particularly bad ones. 20th - stuck hundreds of miles from home, in out of season Exmouth, drinking alone in an empty pub. 21st -girlfriend of time turning up with a new chap. 31st the food poisoning birthday, campylobacter and stool samples (wonderful way to spend a fortnight eh greykid?).
Mrs Lardy, her birthday in August and organised by me, tends to have great birthdays. 40th in South of France, with 12 friends for a week. And the best one yet, Moulin Rouge fancy dress party, with films being projected onto side of the house, drinking absinthe and champagne in the garden until 4am.
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 13:04, Reply)
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