Happy Birthday To Me

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I turned thirty six on Friday, so in celebration I have sprouted another whisker and developed some really rather spectacular eyebrow wrinkles. Mostly because I have been out three nights on the run and can clearly no longer take the pace...

I'm exhausted. Too tired even to regale you with stories of delicious scallops sat atop the most divine jus, an Easter egg hunt at Kaths, gorgeous perfume, friends, a birthday Green and Blacks Chocolate fridge cake (recipe to follow!), a tiny tea party with Mum, Dad and Finn, spilt red wine, too much fake tan (St Tropez... I've been tangoed!), a stack of books I can't wait to read, the prettiest papier mache lavender rabbit in the world, oodles of babysitting from my lovely parents (thank you, oh thank you, oh thank you),  and the man I adored as a teenager...

Birthdays are wonderful aren't they? Think I might have another one next weekend.

On second thoughts, give me twelve months to recover from this one.