Blip Birthday

Not mine. The Mrs'.

A birthday, captured on blip, not a blip birthday celebration or that. None of your 365s or 500s or 1000s whatever. A much, much lower number obviously.

A half day off work and Euan and I met up with Samantha for a nice lunch and a wander around the shops, replacing an entire wardrobe for Euan who has apparently grown out of absolutely everything he had. Not sure why Samantha enjoys that shopping thing so much, but the laddie and I bonded well in a good old mutual teenage strop at being dragged around clothes' shops.

Still, there was cake afterwards. And the candles weren't that bright that Samantha needed the shades, it was just that she'd been outside enjoying a glass of wine in the sunshine whilst we took a flame thrower to the candles.