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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My worst Birthday...
Was this year. It was my 16th, and while most of my friends had had parties or gone out for a meal somewhere to celebrate, I couldn't.
My Nan had died 3 weeks earlier, and I was half way through my GCSEs.
Because my nan's funeral had financially drained our already fairly poor family, I didn't get any presents or a party. The only present I got was £10 that my Nan had given my Mum a few weeks earlier to give to me.
My friends didn't visit me or even ring me to wish me "Happy" Birthday, mainly because most of them had taken my twin sister to Brighton for the day to celebrate her Birthday. Instead, I spent the day in bed watching videos.
Sweet sixteen my arse.
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 19:10, Reply)
Was this year. It was my 16th, and while most of my friends had had parties or gone out for a meal somewhere to celebrate, I couldn't.
My Nan had died 3 weeks earlier, and I was half way through my GCSEs.
Because my nan's funeral had financially drained our already fairly poor family, I didn't get any presents or a party. The only present I got was £10 that my Nan had given my Mum a few weeks earlier to give to me.
My friends didn't visit me or even ring me to wish me "Happy" Birthday, mainly because most of them had taken my twin sister to Brighton for the day to celebrate her Birthday. Instead, I spent the day in bed watching videos.
Sweet sixteen my arse.
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 19:10, Reply)
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