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 6th birthday, and I was convinced I wanted a clown at my party, my parents protested for a while, but I convinced them. Damnit, I was turning 6 and there'd be hell to raise if I didn't get that clown.
So, my dad goes off and hires a clown. This guy was amazing, doing all the stuff a clown should ending with a daredevil ride off the roof in a wagon.
The next school day I was the coolest kid in class, and after my dad picked me up I overheard him talking with another parent. It turns out he was Ono the Clown. Not understanding that a dummy floor off my roof the previous Sunday, I thought he was actually a clown. I decided to watch him to see if he went to the circus instead of some sort of suit job. For weeks I looked through his stuff to find clown make up, juggling balls, or anything like that.
I found nothing.
(, Tue 13 Dec 2005, 16:20, Reply)
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