My girlfriends, together with their partners or child in some cases, along with some very close members of my family went ten-pin bowling for my birthday. Some friends came from very close, being neighbours, and others from miles away, people I knew when our children were small, friends from the Open University, and friends from tae kwon do.
Unfortunately friends from belly dancing and toastmasters couldn't make it or we could have had some performances and speeches.
Husband made a wonderful cake - the best tasting he's made yet, and he bakes good cakes. He iced it with numbers
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People gave me wine, flowers, smellies, chocolates and books, so I'm having a week of luxuriating in the bathroom. There's sparkling Saumur left to share if you have the time to come and visit me.
I don't know who gave me a dozen pink scented roses - they're beautiful. Thank you, friend.[1] Putnam, R. D. (2000) Bowling Alone : The Collapse and Revival of American Community, Simon & Schuster, New York ; London.
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