Happy Birthday To Me

It was my birthday on Sunday, making me an Aries, for whatever that’s worth among the stars. NE likes to get the numbers reversed and if I didn’t remind her, I’d be having my birthday on May 4th every year. Don’t hit me, NE!

Earlier that week I had received my birthday gift from my son and wife. It was a coffee grinder. And not just any coffee grinder, but a hand grinder! I’ve been helped to a new level of coffee snobbery. Above and beyond mere coffee-likers (dripping disdainfulness) who use an electric grinder. Coffee is best ground slowly and lovingly, not in some sort of jumped-up coffee blender. I also got a big bag of Brazilian coffee beans. I ground some up and made a cup of coffee to startle the Eternal Lords of Coffee. Delicious!

On Saturday, I took G to the movies as there was a special family movie showing where adults were free and children were on a couple of quid. The movie we saw, Bedtime Stories wasn’t so bad. Standard family fare, but much less fanciful and fun than I’d thought. It was more aimed at the 8-12 year olds and G was bored halfway through it. Don’t go see it with a just-turned-five year old. It was still fine, though as we got to be out and about together, which is what I was aiming for.

My parents got me an Amazon gift certificate for my birthday and with it I bought books. New books! And a couple of DVD’s: Unforgiven and Henry V, the Branagh version. I spent this before I knew I wanted a new camera. Who knew!

I also read a book in the mean time:

10. Mister Foreigner by Matthew Kneale – Not bad, easy read and short.

Reading: Toll The Hounds by Steven Erikson – 920 pages! Looks like I’ll be reading half and checking it out from the library again.

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