Birth days, Various

The past couple of weekends have been the domain of birthday celebration attendance for Salsa Girl and I.

Whereas the past couple of weeks have been the domain of rolling out new printers at work - the contrast is quite noticeable when Salsa Girl is not there escorting one through the event.


Anyway, the ageing celebrations kicked off with the early afternoon shindig for The Viking Hat GM and sprog. The usual suspects were there causing the usual mayhem - Exploding Ninja Pony, The Mad Magyar, and even Frenchy with his double daughter dance of destruction.
Fatherhood seems to have calmed down my Viking hatted friend as he was as subdued as a man suffering a heavy man-cold during the celebration. There was good food on offer - although bringing a plate oneself does seem to defeat the purpose of a free feed - still, I swapped a quiche for some chocolate cake so I know I came out ahead.


After that lovely reunion it was on to the big celebration for Mr Magpie (no relation). Fondly remembering the triumph that was his rain and alcohol soaked thirtieth I was all prepared for a big one. However it turned out to be more of a good conversation and child soaked affair. Of course Legion2 was in attendance as was Gavman and all found it quite enjoyable especially the fully over-catered buffet that was the evening repast.


Skipping forward a week we arrive at the afternoon celebration convened to celebrate Uncle Niece's second annum. The afternoon started sedately but by the end there were repeated games of Squash Uncle Phool occurring - an activity best not done at an occasion in which two different cakes and scones have been featured.


All in all a quite pleasant and Phill-fulling way to spend one's weekends.
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A Crowning Moment

I have once again dragged myself through that most heinous of afflictions - a four day man-cold - to update you all on one's recent happenings.

This update contains a Caution as well so pay attention.


When your dentist talks of giving you a crown it is a lie.

There will be no ceremonial bestowing of regal jewellery atop one's head whilst one is enthroned, replete with purple robing and lauded by the masses.

Instead you will be subjected to a scene reminiscent of your classical extra-terrestrial abduction and subsequent investigative medical procedures.
And you'll come out with nicer teeth.

You have been Cautioned.
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