Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Happy Birthday, Junior Mad

Twenty-seven ... every blessed year for the last twenty-seven years. Wide awake in the middle of the night. 04:04 found me sitting up in bed with a cup of tea and a book.

Happy Birthday, my smashing son.

And the little blue lion in the corner ... she's 27 today too.


  1. Mad - you're FAR too young to have a 27 year old son! Why, he's almost the same age as me! You must have been the first foetus to give birth... ;-) Hehee!

    Great pic though - an brave of you to allow the scientists to experiment on the boy by replacing his right leg with a tabby cat. How's that going, by the way...?

    Seriously - happy birthday to the young Madlet. You sound like an absolutely cracking mum; wish mine would tell people I was smashing... :-(

    Ruth x

  2. It's worse than that, Ruth. He's my baby! His big sister will soon be 29. OMG - have you any idea how old that makes me feel?
    Neat trick with the moggie, eh? We've replicated the technique over the years with the next generation of cats and even a spaniel.
    Mad x


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