On the 5th of June, 1986, a child was born.
Legend has it the mother, having gone through this child birth caper once before, assumed omnipotent power and knowledge and demanded the child be placed in her arms post haste. The child then proceeded to wee, vomit and poo nasty blackness. In utter disgust the mother cried for the beastly child to be taken away.
24 years later, that child has grown into a Lloyd Llegs Parabolloyd.
Ben's birthday was the 2nd of June. The plan was to host a Povo Black Tie dinner on the 1st with Ben's buds from Edinburgh. I sourced a dishy LSD (little silver dress) from the Opp Shop for a cheeky 3 pound, but the dinner was called off. Instead we ate a Davis Special stir fry and drank beer and wine and whisky in Ben's lounge and some of his Glasgow pals came over (with cake!!!) & we danced topless to Nirvana! Chair. Ripper night. On Ben's actual birthday we hit up a game of mini golf and then wined and dined at a verah noice Italiano restauranta.
My birthday was also a good one. As it is important to get a good run up to the anniversary of one's birth, Ben and I watched The Godfather on the telly.
Saturday the 5th was a beautiful sunny day in Glasgow. I went for a big walk through the Botanical Gardens and then along the bank of the River Kelvin. Lots of people walking dogs. Dags- you like dags? It's a funny walk in that it is so lush and green and you could forget you're in the middle of the the biggest city in Scotland. Then you pass under a grand old traffic-carrying bridge and you see some glass and stone peeping at you through the trees and you're in the city once again.
I had plans to bake ANZAC bics but the search for ingredients was epic (can you just give me rolled oats? I don't want instant porridge I want oats!) so the baking never happened.
Then Ben came home from work and we hit Glasgow town!
* 2 games of pool at King Tuts Wah Wah Hut (a live music institution in Glasgow, voted best in Britain I think)
* Espresso Martinis- made on request- at Grill on the Corner (oh la la! so swanky!)
* Beers but no food at Bier Hall Republic
* More beers with Jayne (Ben's housie) at Universal
* Classic finish: jovial convo with randoms while waiting for pizza from middle eastern take out joint below Ben's flat.
Thanks for all the birthday wishes from all my lovely friends. Too kind. Makes me warm in the chestal area. Coarse crapitations be gone!
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