Happy Birthday to me, happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday dear m-e-e-e-e, Happy Birthday to me!
Yep, that's it the big Five Oh. Scary as it is, it is now here. There is no escape from it, I am now officially 'old'.
The official 'Night Out' will be next Friday, when the four musketeers set forth for a fab meal in Glasgow. Today it is lunch in Glasgow with my lovely friend Rosemary, and possibly just a wee tad of retail therapy. Tonight it is supper round here and on Sunday a visit to Mum and Colin. Food, food, food, food, food.
Of course as this is such a Big birthday, the calories will magically disappear from all yummy foodstuffs and it is a well known fact that any glass raised in celebration holds no calories!
It is now 7.30am and Idgy has just come down, lookeee, lookeee what I got from my darling girl. Champers and ski lessons! Don't you love her note. Wow, I am all of a tingle.
So here I am, 50 years old, I am sitting at my kitchen table with my bestest friend in the whole world and I am smiling.
Happy Birthday me.