Mr. Waffle and I went for a birthday walk in the mountains today. It was an absolutely beautiful day as you can see from this photo taken in town at 9 this morning.
Unfortunately, my pictures from the mountains do not do the day justice. But never mind, I will make you suffer anyhow.
Before:
During:
[Sore knee from skiing – Andorra ’96 – coming back to haunt me somewhat during the ascent along with pulled calf from tennis match on Friday night. This is what happens to the elderly.]
And the view from the café afterwards:
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My 5 year old niece has just called me because she remembered it was my birthday – that’s the kind of dedication we like to see in young children. My father and aunt sent cards. I got lovely presents from family members. Lots of people emailed. This is the first birthday, though, when I haven’t spoken to my mother because she is just not well enough to talk to me. She is, however, the person who taught me to continue enjoying birthdays as a grown-up so I am sure that she would be delighted that I am still celebrating with enthusiasm.
Here is my cake.
Katie says
What a simply brilliant cake, and glorious views. I am sorry to hear about your mum, I hope things improve. Happy Birthday!
belgianwaffle says
Thank you very much!
dot says
Happy birthday! Glad to see you back.
belgianwaffle says
Thanks Dot.