|My birthday card|
On 12 April I arose at 6:30 am and headed off for my Sunday morning golf game with buddy Darrell.
By the time I arrived home, I found that my wife had arranged a family barbecue for that evening and I had to contribute to the preparations.
So much for letting your birthday slip by without anyone noticing. I don't need a celebration, I've had 68 anniversaries of my birthday already and every day I wake up happy that I'm still here and that everything still works. Well most of it anyway! That's celebration enough.
Then I received a message from Tina Miranda, the heart, soul and hub of the Miranda family. Tina wanted to know when she could expect to see my birthday post on this blog. Can you believe that?
Well, although nobody bothered to take any photos of our barbecue, or in fact any photos period, I thought I had better keep my good friend Tina happy. So here is a shot of one of two lovely, high tech shirts Christina bought me. (Note the Alice Springs Golf Club logo. Before you play golf, you've got to look like a golfer, right?)
Son Dale bought me a massive Toblerone chocolate and others bought bottles of wine,
My daughter in law, Yen bought a lovely chocolate cake from Wendys which was a good end to a lovely dinner with a variety of meats and salads and a few boiled potatoes.
I'd already shouted myself a carton of Asahi Japanese beer and managed to drink one bottle of that and perhaps two glasses of sangria for the evening. Hardly a wild night, but at my age, six bottles of beer and half a bottle of red wine is a big evening.
So, Tina, if you are reading this, because of you I had to write this almost meaningless post when I really had no intention of doing so.
PS: Thanks for thinking of me Tina ... love you and yours