Time marches on

Mum turns 60 in a few days. She sent me a text message last night.

“I turn 60 soon. Am I too old to wear jeans now?”

Of course she’s not too old to wear jeans, if she wants to wear jeans!

My own birthday is at the end of July. My sister in law will be in the country that weekend, which will be nice. What shall I do for my birthday, though? I’ll be thirty, so I feel like I should celebrate it somehow, although I’ve not bothered the last few years. I can probably manage to get a birthday dance at the studio or the pub, but there must be some nice way I can commemorate the end of my thirtieth year on the planet.

Oh well, I have two months to ponder it…