So, my birthday...

School was OK. David & Rachel had hidden four bottles of beer around as a present, and when I gave the children a sweet each for my birthday (it's the done thing) they set about producing about 15+ cards for me on any bit of paper they could find and usually signed by everybody they could find! Everyone was very nice, including Mary in the infant department whose birthday it also was, and 5-years-old today Sam who didn't think "old people should have birthday cakes". We did wish each other a happy birthday though. :)

Then I went and gave blood, and received my slightly pointless bronze award for 10 donations. Afterwards I was sat having my drink and a biscuit when a man came over and reached for a cup of tea. This set spurts of blood pumping from where the needle had been! He was OK, and sat down for a bit. Then his wife came over, asked if he was feeling better, and promptly collapsed, banging her head on the stage in the church hall en route to the ground! She was fine after a bit too, but the things couples will do for a dinner party story...

Now I'm at home with a beer, chilling for a bit before mass clearing up takes place in light of a pending arrival...

No peace for the wicked...