Happy Birthday to you Nelly. Always said you were tough as old boots
Happy Birdies, two ewes back at you.
4 years now since the heart attack.
I was in the swimming pool this morning being taught by my (swim teacher) daughter. At the end of the session (having already seen her at breakfast, as she lives at home), I said (in a squeaky high girlie voice), 'Happy Birthday, dad.'
She looked at me puzzled, then the penny dropped. 'Oh,' she said, 'if you are going shopping now, get a cake, some canned cream and a present for yourself ...'
Picked up a new T-Shirt from the great Touchdown Cafe on my way home.