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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The real reason I'm not fond of football.My worst birthday had to have been my sixth. I have mine at the end of January, and it's inevitable some years that not only did the family get together on the weekend to celebrate, but the Super Bowl usually fell on that same day. I can't remember who was playing that year, but apparently it was either a close game, or two teams my family were fond of were playing.
All of us were sitting around the table, the game muted and everyone started singing happy birthday. Unfortunately, for me, one of the men was still watching the game and my song went something like "Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you...happy birthday dear Ste--omg...run! Run!!! Touchdown!!!" And much congratulating of the winning team. I spent the rest of the day under my Nana's bed and wouldn't come out. Mom was understandably furious.
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