The telephone rang this morning at 08.00 and a voice started singing..'Happy Birthday to you,
You're a hundred and two,
You look like a monkey
And belong in a zoo'
It's ME!
'ME', was Jack my eleven year old nephew and our future lockboy. Aren't they just lovely? Gnash, gnash...
4 comments:
Well Happy Birthday! Of course I wouldn't be so rude as to try to guess how old you are (but if you really are an early retiree at 102, I dread to think what the normal retirement age is in your family!)
Why thank you Adam. As you may have guessed, there was just a little poetic licence in Jack's tribute. I am glad you didn't pick up on the simian reference!
Happy Birthday! Don't suppose you want a washing machine as a pressie?
Ha Ha Grey girl. Can you just send the John Lewis vouchers - pretend I am an MP!
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