My Mumsy celebrated her sixty-fifth birthday yesterday. It’s odd to think that she can now retire [she’s retiring from full-time work at the end of the month, but hoping to work two days a week still] and spend her days lounging around doing what she wants, when she wants. Oh, how blissful.
So, happy birthday for yesterday Mumsy … let’s celebrate with some pictures.
This is her, as a nipper. All together now … awwww …
A matter of months older than I am now, with me. Again, all together now … awwww …
At my wedding with my littlest nephew.
Also, The Father turned sixty-five as well, a day earlier. I forgot to send him a card. Oh well.
In honour of Mumsy’s birthday we bought me a new desk chair. It swivels, so I’m happy. The most simple things can keep me amused for hours and hours. As an aside, this obviously makes me a cheap date, and this has its benefits. Spring popped in to help celebrate sixty-five years upon this earth, which resulted in both myself and Tabatha-Cat finding something to do in the back garden this morning [me weeding and planting new flowers in old pots, Tabatha sunning herself on the decking]. It’s almost barbecue weather … huzzah.
please God bless Mumsy as she begins to enjoy her retirement xxx Elsabeth