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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My 21stIt was 8am on a Monday in September. I had the day off work, but my boyfriend didn't. We shared a car (it was mine, but I let him drive it), so we had decided that I'd go to his house in the morning to take him to work, then I'd have the car all day. Made perfect sense, until my front left tyre blew, sending me careering into a milkfloat. The front left corner of the car was bent into a point, and would have had the eye out of anyone who'd been sitting there. Luckily, this was before I'd picked the bf up*
My beloved Fiesta was a write off. The milkman went on and finished his round - I hadn't broken a single bottle of milk.
*I thought it was lucky at the time. I eventually married him, just in time for him to turn into a complete bastard. We're not married now.
(, Mon 12 Dec 2005, 11:16, Reply)
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