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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Playing "Catch-Up"
I'm not entirely sure of my age at the time, but I think I might have been leaving the age of 4.
My brother, born on the 9th of January is, technically speaking, just a shade under 2 years older than me, being born the year after but on the 29th of December.
I spent an entire day strutting around, aware of the fact that my brother was six and I had just become 5: It clearly wouldn't be long before I became older than him. My big, wise and old 6 year-old brother realised my infallable logic was correct, and subsequently spent the rest of the day in tears.
I was, without doubt, the happiest little brother alive. :o)
( , Mon 12 Dec 2005, 13:39, Reply)
I'm not entirely sure of my age at the time, but I think I might have been leaving the age of 4.
My brother, born on the 9th of January is, technically speaking, just a shade under 2 years older than me, being born the year after but on the 29th of December.
I spent an entire day strutting around, aware of the fact that my brother was six and I had just become 5: It clearly wouldn't be long before I became older than him. My big, wise and old 6 year-old brother realised my infallable logic was correct, and subsequently spent the rest of the day in tears.
I was, without doubt, the happiest little brother alive. :o)
( , Mon 12 Dec 2005, 13:39, Reply)
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