and blow...

since i moved into my own home with ladySp33d ten years ago mum has made me a bowl of her kick-ass lobscows (a traditional cymrufication of a type of beef stew, similar to lobscouse but sans lamb and far less brothy) for my birthday, something that has always marked the start to Autumn proper for me since i was little. this year was the first time littleA joined in with us and it went down well. thanks mum.

we washed it down with jelly and ice cream and cake and candles. i left the last one for her to blow out.

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a song i still love (wait for the bit where the audience join in. chortle.)