Birthday

Every year I think my birthday comes at an awkward time. It’s right in these last weeks of the year when people are still at work, but only just, so it’s the time when all the office Christmas parties take place. There never is a day left for a birthday party! And on top of that; all sorts of things tend to have to be finished before the new year starts, so it’ s quite busy with work as well. And I’m generally terribly disorganised. But this year I didn’t have to worry about what to do on my birthday: there was a cave rescue training scheduled. What better activity could one think of!


Our rescue trainings during the week take place in the evening, so during the day I was just at work. But it was a very nice, relaxed working day! Get out of bed at a leisurely time, buy cake, do some work, kiss the boss (and quite some other colleagues), play around with some hydrogen peroxide, eat the cake, fail a student, and get marvellous presents from loved ones! Hugh, Rob and Sam perhaps showed their own interests quite clearly. I got high literature from Hugh, high cuisine from Rob and chocolate from Sam! (And kisses from all, of course.) I was most chuffed. And because I had to get to Chudleigh for rescue practice, I had to make this a short working day. And I’ll report on the rescue practice later! But for now: thanks all, who made my birthday a good day!