We had a fantastic meal out on Saturday for my pre-birthday celebrations. The highlight was the whole pub singing happy birthday to me at midnight. Turns out it was more embarrassing than I realised it would be...my cheeks are still burning! But thanks guys for doing that!
I had a slightly awkward coversation with someone who obviously knew who I was. He spent a good hour or so talking to me and I had NO idea who he was or how he knew me. It was painful. Only on the way home did I realise who he was. Turns out I used to drink with him every weekend in the pub when I was seventeen/eighteen! Maybe my memory is going with my old age...?
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