Dig out the birthday tree

Yup, tomorrow it’s birthday time for She Who Must Be Bought Presents And Cosseted, so the old birthday tree is coming out of mothballs. To mark the occasion, Fiona has taken two whole weeks off! So that’ll mean lots of late snoozing and long lunches and going places and Stuart not getting a lot done. I suppose I could take it as a holiday too, but then I’ve only just found my shirt-and-tie work ethic, be a shame to lose it so soon.

Right, now it’s time to go make a birthday card. I’ve spoken to the cat and she’s going to contribute half a mouse, so I can make it one of those 3D things that smells of mouldering rodent. Won’t that be a treat?