Surprise, surprise!

It would be my birthday present from Mrs H. Something she regarded as “a bit boring... are you sure you really want it?” I did, but given that it was something blokey (tool bag), I’d had to order it myself. That was a month or so ago.

Sitting down for breakfast, opening presents from the family from my online ‘wish list’, presents I had more than an inkling I might get, finally I got round to the last one. What could it be? Such excitement, such delight! How could I have forgotten? But that makes it a birthday to remember!