Saturday, July 23, 2005
Quote of the day: (from one of Jim's birthday cards) "I tell you, we are all here on earth to fart around, and don't let anybody tell you any different." Kurt Vonnegut.
I've been helping Jim celebrate his birthday. As it was his 50th I thought it was worthy of attention. I even bought him some presents (well, he did need a new vest) but I've made it clear that he's not to expect such generosity every year. That's his lot now till he's 80.
He was adamant that he did not want a party. Instead he favoured a series of smaller gatherings. Damn sneaky, he ended up celebrating his birthday about four times. He celebrated with his class on kebabs and pizza. Then M&A arrived fresh from their latest sojourn to Fiji and insisted on taking us out to Freo for a seafood platter that was so huge the table was practically groaning with the weight of it.
Celebration number three was at Jim's current favourite restaurant with P&I. Superb Thai cuisine and fine wines followed by chocolately desserts at the coffee shop next door. And his birthday still hadn't even arrived at this point.
On the actual day, clutching a magnificent bottle of red, the two of us strolled round the corner to a restaurant that claims to be a mixture of French, Italian and Japanese cuisine. Now, I'm all for fusion but I was somewhat skeptical of such an unlikely combination. I was delighted to be proved wrong as the food was great.
The following day Jim said he was sick of birthdays and there were to be no more celebrations so it was back to beans on toast for the rest of the week. Weight wise the damage had already been done. Current weight: 78 kg.
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I've been helping Jim celebrate his birthday. As it was his 50th I thought it was worthy of attention. I even bought him some presents (well, he did need a new vest) but I've made it clear that he's not to expect such generosity every year. That's his lot now till he's 80.
He was adamant that he did not want a party. Instead he favoured a series of smaller gatherings. Damn sneaky, he ended up celebrating his birthday about four times. He celebrated with his class on kebabs and pizza. Then M&A arrived fresh from their latest sojourn to Fiji and insisted on taking us out to Freo for a seafood platter that was so huge the table was practically groaning with the weight of it.
Celebration number three was at Jim's current favourite restaurant with P&I. Superb Thai cuisine and fine wines followed by chocolately desserts at the coffee shop next door. And his birthday still hadn't even arrived at this point.
On the actual day, clutching a magnificent bottle of red, the two of us strolled round the corner to a restaurant that claims to be a mixture of French, Italian and Japanese cuisine. Now, I'm all for fusion but I was somewhat skeptical of such an unlikely combination. I was delighted to be proved wrong as the food was great.
The following day Jim said he was sick of birthdays and there were to be no more celebrations so it was back to beans on toast for the rest of the week. Weight wise the damage had already been done. Current weight: 78 kg.
