About 8am, the phone rings. I answer it, to hear a duet of ‘Happy Birthday’. Quite a reasonable rendition, too – in fact, I’d rate it better than what I’d heard on NZ Idol this time around.
This birthday was brilliant. Good food, good drink, and great company…oh – and a Wild Turkey shirt. To honour this gift, I shall endeavour to be partaking of the Turkey whenever I wear it. It’s the right thing to do. 🙂
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And a pony. Don’t forget the pony…