My birthday comes around once again on Friday. A couple of weeks ago my wife asked me what I would like for a present. My honest answer was, "No party please."
I left it at that and assumed that I would be spared the inconvenience of having to decant various inebriated souls from my apartment in the early hours of Saturday morning.
Wrong!
"But people want to come and give you their good wishes." Yes that's right.
More like the usual suspects are looking for an excuse for a booze-up and a nosh-up - well the missus does normally put on a good spread and I think that it is ignorant to let the slosh run out.
Ah well, that's my birthday wish gone for a burton!
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