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.)