I had the most glorious, sunny, fantastic birthday on the Cornish coast that then extended to a quick trip to York. I’m very fortunate that my birthday falls during the half-term as a teacher so that I always have this time off work.
It was full of folklore, sunshine, more plants than I can count, great good, fizz, and lots of love. I felt so special and genuinely sad that it was over.
35 is looking pretty good and I cannot believe that I am now in my mid-thirties. I still feel young (and broke) so maybe age really is nothing but a number.
