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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I'm never really in the mood to celebrate it anymore.My dad died the day after my 21st.
He truly was like a friend and I miss him terribly. I stopped acknowledging my birthday all together for a few years after that. But some gentle coaxing by my mother and loving partner mean I can now have a relatively good time whilst remembering him.
He'd made it out for a night of drinking with me and my mates the day before but had been to ill to come out for a meal on the day. The day after he took a turn for the worst.
The thing is. The night before, when he was out with us, is probably my favourite birthday memory. The night after is obviously the worst.
Sorry to bring everyone down.
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Evil Bastardo, Fri 9 Dec 2005, 15:11,
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