Saturday 7 November 2009

Thunderbirds are go

 Yes, that is a Thunderbirds hat. No, I don't know why.

My birthday celebrations come to an end tonight with a nice dose of Manchester boozing. Five days of too much gin, sambuca, numerous cocktails, a bazillion meals out and too-late nights. Why have a day of celebrations when you can stretch it out to four, five, six or even seven days? More is always more in such circumstances I feel.

I've been in Nottingham for the last two days and it was wonderful, as ever. Champagne at 5pm, dancing till 4am, chips and cheese on the way to the taxi rank. Marvellous.

This has probably been one of the most fun birthdays I've ever had.

So why does it feel like someone's something's missing?