Saturday, 13 September 2008

It's the Thought That Counts


I knew it was someone's birthday today, but it took me a while to remember the details. This is because your memory starts to go when you reach your 30s

A big birthday - a real achievement. I did some checking, and found that it is indeed someone's birthday.

George Carey, former Archbishop of Canterbury.


No that can't be right. I'm sure that the person I was thinking of doesn't walk round dressed like that.

Anyway, it's not your birthday, everyday, so I thought I'd better get you a present.

I wondered about a bouquet of flowers, but I didn't know where to send them. And dead vegetable matter wasn't really what I was looking for.


What about some live animals? thirty sheep? This seemed like a good idea until I realised that I don't know anything about sheep, so I'd probably be sold some dud ones.


No-one ever complains about something nice to eat, so in the end I decided to settle for a cake.


It took me a while to find one, though, because I had one difficult requirement.

Apart from not eating it before I got it home, that is.

Something that ordinary cakes just couldn't do.

Not at your age, anyway.

It had to be big enough to fit all your candles on.


HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TRACY!

18 comments:

Bee said...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TRACY!!!

Kat said...

LOL what a reference with the candles on the cake. It made me crack up. Happy B-day to the lucky person and a nice weekend to you.

Brian o vretanos said...

Kat:

It's great to hear from you - I'm glad you're still alive, and having a brilliant holiday, by the sound of it :-)

Chris Wood said...

Brian, those flowers are ... um ... likely to go down SO WELL!

Happy Birthday Tracy!

Jean Knee said...

Happy Birthday Tracy.


I always wanted to jump out of one of those gigantic cakes- not naked merely scantily clad- and now I'm too old. go after your dreams while you can still remember what they were.

Brian o vretanos said...

Chris:

Aren't they great? You can actually buy those to send to people you don't like...

It was the only picture of a bouquet of dead flowers - it's amazing what you can't find on the internet. There aren't many pictures of giant cakes either ;-)

Jean Knee:

That's an interesting dream - do you jump out firing a machine gun?

Jean Knee said...

No machine gun but I'm covered, patchily, with frosting. people put their fingers on my frosting and lick their fingers. TMI

Dan said...

Happy Birthday George Cary !!!!!!!

Brian o vretanos said...

Dan:

I'm sure he appreciates the thought. As befits a man of his station, and age (he's 73), he spent his birthday, quietly, in spiritual contemplation, as well as dreaming about eating patchy frosting off a scantily clad woman...

Anndi said...

Is there still some cake left?

Happy birthday Tracy!

I know where you can find a cake to pop out of.. not that I've ever done that mind you.

Bee said...

eleventh!

Bee said...

Meany bo beany pants!

Tracy said...

Brian Dear,
I'm assuming that candles must also be different in other countries, much like money? That's the only reason I could think of to explain the whole gigantic cake thing. :)
Thank you for the birthday wishes. Gosh, you all are making me feel so special! I'm worried that I'm going to be looking forward to another birthday.
Thanks again.

Brian o vretanos said...

Bee:

As the saying goes: All's fair in love and firsting...

Tracy:

I'm sure you'll look forward to the next 9 birthdays...

catscratch said...

Happy Birthday!!!!

I'll be old enough soon to start a forest fire with the candles on my cake.

Brian o vretanos said...

Catscratch:

I can't remember the last time I had a cake on my birthday, but it'll soon get to the stage where I'd need a fire extinguisher to blow my candles out...

Bee said...

Brian, it's Tuesday and that post is from Saturday. I know you're not flooded so what gives? ;op

Brian o vretanos said...

Bee:

Okay, I confess:

I went to the pub on Monday night instead of doing a post - shocking, I know. I have prepared one for Wordy Wednesday, which I'll put up in a minute...