The birthday cake was yesterday because birthday cake is always on a Tuesday because that is when Martha, Evie, and their loving parents come for supper. There is no point in birthday cake unless Martha and Evie are there. For candlelight becomes them. I only wish James and Emily could have been there too.
James was otherwise occupied. He started big school this week and I hear he was disappointed. He said big school was 'too tiny'.
Today, Jazzer took Bert shopping for a new phone, his first smartphone. I think he is secretly pleased with it even though he said it was 'shite' because he doesn't know how to work it. In a week he will. I'm jealous of the camera and will probably be borrowing it to photograph my moth catches.
Did I mention that we have bees again? They came on Sunday evening. Fingers crossed they will stay with us.
Back to Jazzer. She reminded me that she first met me on my fortieth birthday. The title of this post refers to the length of time that we have known each other. How did I get to be this old?
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It's a shock when that happens.
And that person in the mirror - who she? Still, we're here which is all that matters.
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