Today is my birthday and I’m 35, which seems crazy because I can clearly remember my fifth birthday, sitting up in bed getting a basket of clothes and a Daisy doll. My first memory is getting a tricycle for my third birthday – a whopping 32 years ago.
This morning was somewhat similar – sitting up in bed with Tom giving me a bicycle bell for a new bike, which I now get to go and choose. Although this time I also got whiskey and lemoncello. I’m almost certainly going to go here for the bike unless you’ve got other recommendations?
Birthday gifts were originally given to ward off evil spirits, which seems to have worked well as I’ve tripped around some op-shops today (and bought a mint condition Bunnykins cup for $2), had a nice piece of Parisian flan from The French Baker in Greytown, read some of Zadie Smith’s new book and had a nap and a snore in front of the fire.
I’m also the featured seller on Felt today – and for the next two weeks. There’s a competition at the end of the post where you can win some Emma Makes loot – don’t miss out.