Today is my birthday, and after spending the morning working as normal, I took the afternoon off.
It was a nice sunny autumn afternoon, so I took my Mum out for a ride along the coast to Burnham Overy Staithe and we sat in the car by the water. Very surprisingly for a sunny afternoon there was only one other car on the whole of the car park, so it was very quiet and peaceful. As the sun went down there was a beautiful sunset.
Funny enough the one thing I missed this birthday, was not having a birthday cake - I don`t mean a highly decorated iced one with candles, but not having a home-made birthday cake of any kind. Obviously as a youngster my mother had always made me a cake, and then when she became unable to stand to cook, I always made myself one. Not a fruit cake, as I`m not fond of fruit cake, but usually an orange chocolate chip one, with chocolate on top to decorate it. But, this year I`d not felt inclined to bother to do that. I`m getting older and I didn`t think I`d miss it - but when it came to tea time - I did.
It`s strange isn`t it, how a small thing like that, which has been a part of the pattern of life, can be missed so much.