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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BirthdaysMy best birthday was probably in 2002. I spent the night before getting mashed up in Sydney, then, on my birthday, caught a plane to Boston to see my then very new girlfriend for the summer.
My worst was probably my 6th. I had a party at McDonald’s. My mum had always told me not to lock the toilet door when I was a young boy. (We had a key lock in our bathroom – I guess she was worried that I’d lock myself in and drown or something).
Anyway, I got an attack of the runs during my party, and had to go for a McShit. Whoever had been in before me had somehow managed to jam the cold tap on, so the basin was full, and cold water was running onto the floor. The cubicle doors were on a swing hinge, so they would open unless they were locked.
All I can remember from my 6th birthday is bawling my eyes out in a fast food ‘restaurant’ toilet, with my pants and shorts round my ankles, thinking I was going to drown whilst some poor 16 year-old was mopping the floor, trying not to watch me move my explosive bowels.
I’m sure the experience was as bad for him as it was for me.
(, Wed 14 Dec 2005, 10:39, Reply)
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