Thanks

Thanks to all who've wished me a happy birthday, either via text or blog comments. Hugs to you all; your kind thoughts and words are much appreciated.

As birthdays go it was a remarkably subdued one: work from 8am - 5.30pm (which meant I just missed a phonecall from Kerryn in Hong Kong, dammit - hi babe!), a couple of glasses of champagne at home with Mum, and dinner - a delicious dinner - at Claypots in Gertrude Street. Bleak weather meant we scurried straight home afterwards, skipping on a movie, deciding instead to eat strawberry icecream, polish of the champagne, and watch the first episode of the 1984 British tv series The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, which I just picked up on DVD. Jeremy Brett (left) was the quintessential Holmes, don't you think?

To cap it off, I was in bed by 11pm. I must be getting old. I shall make up for it tonight, at a certain cocktail party-cum-wedding I'm going to, I assure you...