I had a jolly spiffing birthday yesterday –
Although there was one rather strange moment at work where we all sang Happy Birthday and had cake.
What’s so strange about that?
Well, it wasn’t for me, it was for some other people at work … whose birthdays were four weeks ago –
So I found myself singing Happy Birthday to someone whose birthday it wasn’t, and eating their cake, on MY birthday!
Oh well, that’s just the way we do things in Malaysia … temporal specificity is such a Western concept.
I had an Italian-themed supper party in the evening –
catered by the wonderful Katie (the Katerer) –
While I did my mixologist routine, cracking out the Aperol spritz –
and making a hideous mess.
The food was delicious –
– and there was even a lasagne which takes five whole days to make! But it disappeared so quickly that I didn’t get a chance to take a picture.
It was lovely to celebrate with all my KL chums.
These are my walking chums –
these are my dining chums –
And these are the party animals –
Quick, Asian photo fingers, everyone!
I wonder where I’ll be for my next birthday?
Hopefully somewhere with less humidity, where my hair will finally look sleek and sophisticated and I won’t look like this any more –
