It’s my birthday today. Mum had put some old photos together for me.

Me and Dad. Who looks younger?

With my mother and a random dog.

With Gran, my mother’s mother.

There was cake and champagne and cards.

And new books.

And flowers and a pretty candle holder from a vintage shop.

It was a good day.

(For those of you who want to know, I turned 45. I feel pretty good about that too.)