It was my wonderful wife’s birthday last week. She was celebrating the big ’30’. Claire was complaining of being old. Nothing has changed. It is hardly like she transformed from Miley Cyrus to Jackie Stallone, as the clock struck midnight, on the day of her birthday.
Anyway, given the fact I am 36, I hardly think it is time for her to apply for an older person’s railcard – although I’ve promised her unlimited use of my stairlift and mobility scooter. Us old folk need to stick together.
To celebrate her special day, we decided to join her parents, in braving the gales and rain of Storm Diana, and go Christmas shopping at Clark’s Village in Street. Did I say we were “celebrating”?
Amongst all the outlets in the open air retail centre, was a shop which really caught my eye. Proving that age is simply a number and in no way a reflection of mental maturity, I simply had to take photographic evidence, that a business could share a name with my pet rabbit… and an empire of 57 million people.
Besides getting excited about shop-fronts, I am also able to gift some pretty awesome birthday pressies – if I do say so myself.
Look what I bought Claire. Can you guess who it is?
No trackbacks yet.
Posts with similar tags
No post with similar tags yet.
Posts in similar categories
- Bedtime Blues: Update
I have come to the conclusion that Roman can either access the internet and read, or understand English. The reason for my theory is that a couple of days ago, I blogged about the grief our bunny was causing us when it came to getting him to bed at night. As well as writing that blog post,...
- Ravenous Roman
Poor Roman has been behaving rather strangely these past few days. I wouldn't say that he is off his food, but he is off his food!
He normally devours his lunch and evening meals, but we found him to be very picky with what was placed in his bowl.
It was time to investigate what the problem... - Sugarholics Anonymous
After Roman's Sunday tantrum, where he ate part of a carpet and caused no end of trouble; Claire and I thought that he would be better behaved yesterday - especially as we would both be spending the day downstairs and keeping him company.
How wrong we were...
Roman had probably been in his run for less than... - The Very Naughty Bunny Rabbit
Yesterday, Roman behaved terribly. He did something awful - most definitely the worst thing he has ever done. Instead of blogging about it in my normal manner, I decided to go all creative and write it in the style of a proper, real, grownup author. Which means it'll be even more rubbish than usual. When choosing which...
- Balloon Monsters
A little pressie arrived for Claire this morning.
The gift, arranged by yours truly, was delivered by a courier who, instead of ringing the doorbell like a normal person, bashed our door as if they were a police officer executing a raid on a drugs den.
As startled as Claire and I were by the assault on...
About Me
So you stumbled across my blog. No doubt after searching for something bizarre on Google. Before you hit that 'Back Button', why not stay and have a read for a few minutes?
If you are after a website which gives advice on how to hack an iPhone X, download the latest Steven Seagal movie, or view nudy ladies, you've come to the wrong place and may now press 'Back'.
However, if you would like a lifestyle blog, written by a 30-something chap, living in Bath (England), feast your eyes on this.
You won't discover how to copy PlayStation 4 games. What you will find is a blog, covering life in the West Country, the highs and lows of supporting two unsuccessful football teams, while sharing a house with a wife and rabbit.
All written by a man, somewhere on the sanity-scale between normal and eccentric.
Leave a Reply