I am one of those incredibly irritating people who says, "No, don’t make a fuss." and who ‘doesn’t like to be the centre of attention’.

And when a fuss isn’t made I feel let down and disappointed that my mind wasn’t read, when every noise out of my mouth says No to every plan.

Because I am this kind of person I get it when other people say, "No, don’t make a fuss." and I go out of my way to make sure they are made to feel special.  Even sometimes I may go too far.  Too far is better than no where at all.  Yes?

Ahhhh, I’ve had one too many Southern Comfort’s

But at least I have plans for the 11th March, oh yes.  Tickets have been bought for the Big Game, time to leave is about 8:15am, time to be back about 10:30-11pm… so a blog post may be forthcoming assuming we don’t all end up in the pub afterwards!

We really have to win.  No pressure or anything.

Yes. I have been through Carousel and have arrived in the new world.

It was a perfect quiet birthday. Work was wonderful - the lovely lovely people I work with got me a new phone

and embarrassed me thoroughly.

Home was peaceful and lovely and full of cake and wrapping paper and things.

New camera joy which I will get the hang of…

and flowers and… things.

A day spent smiling makes Bec a tired girl. Bed now. Day off tomorrow.

Thank you for the e-cards, messages, emails, pokes tweets and comments. I love you all. You make it all worthwhile.