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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The worst was my last birthday. Which was my 27th. I work for a small company & that day I was in the office by myself. Now, I'm single and live alone as well. During the course of the day I didn't get a single phone call, text, or email from another person saying happy birthday. No cards, no prezzies. Nothing.
In fact, aside from grunting hello at my nextdoor neighbour I didn't even speak to another human being that day. I was also broke & out of weed so I couldn't even have a drink or a smoke when I got home. It was also a Monday. No great trauma or comedy, just a very miserable & lonely day. Boo!
( , Tue 13 Dec 2005, 13:33, Reply)
The worst was my last birthday. Which was my 27th. I work for a small company & that day I was in the office by myself. Now, I'm single and live alone as well. During the course of the day I didn't get a single phone call, text, or email from another person saying happy birthday. No cards, no prezzies. Nothing.
In fact, aside from grunting hello at my nextdoor neighbour I didn't even speak to another human being that day. I was also broke & out of weed so I couldn't even have a drink or a smoke when I got home. It was also a Monday. No great trauma or comedy, just a very miserable & lonely day. Boo!
( , Tue 13 Dec 2005, 13:33, Reply)
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