Cake

For the birthday boy.

I was disappointed there was no Scalextric or Lego or the like, but things move on and when you hit fourteen it's more about decent gutties, a chunky watch and some of the folding stuff. I was even restricted to a tiny sliver of the cake due to my strict training regime* whilst he wolfed down a huge wedge. That slice was gone in one bite.

First day of newbies at college today. It's always good to feel the place buzzing again with spongey students at the start of a session, but it fair wears down the vocal chords having to talk continuously 'cause they're all so shy and scared to speak. This lasts normally two days max.

Happy Birthday Slug! X

*not training for anything obviously, just trying to apply a bit of real-life Photoshopping to the beer belly.