1) Amazing cards; 2) Birthday outfit (excuse the drying washing) and a birthday present; 3) Super sugary cake;
4) Presents from the beautiful S and my housemate; 5) Another birthday present
Thirty is, so far, treating me very, very well.
I had the best birthday weekend ever. There was an amazing meal at Greens on Friday night (with a birthday kiss off the chef, Simon Rimmer) and then drinks in the Northern Quarter with my nearest and dearest on Saturday night. I got to bed at 4am (having broken my beloved Jeffrey Campbell Foxy shoes, sob). Then it was off to London at 9am for Brick Lane curry, vintage shopping and cocktails with S. Finished off with a salt beef beigel, obviously. Then yesterday there was lunch, wine, more wine, cocktails, meatballs and more wine with A and C, before a late train home to God's country. Perfection.
Today I am beyond shattered but I feel happier than I have for ages. I was utterly spoilt all weekend and feel truly blessed to have such wonderful people in my life.
Thirty, I enjoy you. Keep it up.
