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Quarter of a century

12 November 2006

Birthday

1.06pm – my own 50mm lens to play with, a few spangly gifs on Myspace, a pretty silver chain around my neck, various people on their way to shower me with gifts, a phone call from Lauren in Germany. So far so good. I’m finally beginning to feel like an adult, too.

2.32pm – Nobody else is here yet. Don’t they know I need more presents?

3.07pm – Lee and Debbie have turned up, Lee with a klaxon. Like he doesn’t make enough noise already.

4.22pm – Had some lovely wool, a beautiful hand-made bead hummingbird, a memory card and a bottle of plonk from Lee and Debbie. Just peeled some veg for Mum and now my hand smells of turnip.

7.38pm – More presents, yeah! DVDs, wool, socks and a badge from Mr Nicklemouse. Belly full of good dinner, hunting for the candles for the cake … people have to sing. Cover your ears, internet.

11.54pm – Nearly all over now. All the present-bearers have left and I’m yawning, yawning. Hoping for a quiet day tomorrow so I can have a DVD marathon.

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