This morning I arrived at work (after having a day's leave yesterday) to find my walls festooned in pale blue and gold balloons (forty in total; there was a lot of readily-available hot air involved blowing them up) with a waterfall of golden streamers cascading from the ceiling above it and a banner sellotaped round the edge of my desk bearing the legend: "Happy 40th Birthday!"

Later, my lovely colleagues treated me to a slap-up morning tea consisting of homemade savoury scones, mini-quiches, chocolate-dipped strawberries, caramel slice, butterscotch crumble slice and best of all, Sue's Delicious, Delightful, Delectable and very rich Chocolate Cake with Chocolate Gananche.

I am hearby on Weight-Watchers with at *least* 20 kilos to lose.

 

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    your hostess Fi (40, just) and currently residing in a big old house in rural Northland, New Zealand with my lovely English husband (known round here as the Other Harf), our daughter (currently Miss 9.10) and a menagarie of orphaned animals and over-extended relatives. Have mercy.

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