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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having a psychotic stepdad helped -My birthdays were always a little interesting...
My personal worst was when I was 11. I was, as usual, kicked out of the house first thing and told to go and find driftwood for the woodburner.
I went down to where I'd hidden a beaten up old crab pot I'd found that I'd been doing up for about 6 months. I used to love snorkelling, and was planning to use it to catch me some interesting critters to look at. Someone had used it to prop up their boat and crushed it. I was gutted. I went and sat staring out to sea contemplating suicide, which was nice. And when I got home, I was in trouble for not gathering enough driftwood, and made to prepare the dinner. No pressies, of course.
What a lovely childhood I had.
But my wife has made it her mission to make all my birthdays amazing now. Last year we spent a balmy day on Dartmoor with the kids, and this year we went to see "A Midsummer Nights Dream". Hurrah!
(, Tue 13 Dec 2005, 15:48, Reply)
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