Thank you very much

I had some presents to open this morning. Including some delightful miniature jars of marmalade.

Then the strap of my handbag snapped while I was walking to work.

It was all right. When I got to Tescos, which is halfway between my house and work, I went in and bought a smart new tote bag which I adopted as my new 'lunch and other work stuff' bag. And I promoted my previous 'lunch and other work stuff' bag to be my new handbag.

It isn't the first time that I've bought accessories on my birthday. On my 19th birthday we went to Great Yarmouth for the day, and I bought a smart new purse from a stall on the pier.

Oh, yes, happy bidet.

No, it was great, we went down to the bus station just assuming that there'd be a bus to Yarmouth, and there wasn't, but then one of us met this bus driver who was just wandering randomly around and, on hearing of our predicament, engaged to drive all of us to Yarmouth and back for £25. Which indeed he did. I hardly dare think about the occasion now in case we just get abandoned there.

Did you get Cromer Crabs?

I've been to Cromer. It was like a drab existence made of Omega's will.

Happy Birthday.

Did you get Caister limpets?

Err.. Bump?

Happy birthday, FG3.

My bidet gift to you, Lady Countess...

Something to make gardening a bit less of a chore...

Why thank you

That thing's bigger than my front lawn.

Happy birthday!

Fangirl Three wrote:

That thing's bigger than my front lawn.

As Charlie D*mmock said to Alan T*tchmarsh.

My gift to you this year is a portable parking space.