A bunch of flowers for my birthday was a lovely start to the day.
Then walking into town was nice as it’s downhill.
I thought that I’d go to the same coffee shop again today. I like the fact that it’s Italian, and it’s directly underneath where I used to live.
I’m now the proud owner of a pair of pink chunky sandals , thanks Sam, and am wondering if I could tie them onto my little rucksack for the trip home.
I decided that I would like to celebrate my birthday by sitting out in the garden with a glass of wine and some crisps.
It’s nearly 7pm and I’ve just come in. Who would have thought that I would be sitting out in the garden in Scotland on my birthday. Good memory.