I enjoyed a convivial evening at my cousin's home yesterday evening, where we celebrated his fiftieth birthday. Abundant food and drink was imbibed, as one would expect. The road outside his house had a surface literally like an ice-rink.
My cousin received many gifts including gin, port, an electronic reader and gift voucher and a fine, long-handled hill-walking stick.
I have processed two more slices of bread into crumbs for the birds this morning.
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