On this day in 1963 I was born. The youngest girl in a family of 7. I haven't got a card from mum yet, but as it's my baby brother's birthday on the 11th I reckon she's mixed us up again. I'll get mine on the 11th (bless her! this is what awaits)
To counteract ageing I got married on my 29th birthday hoping I would remain 29 for ever.
Don't work like that!  So now I am 43 (ouch) and been married for 14 years.
How I hear you nosey buggers ask can she be married 14 years yet have a daughter at 23??? F*ck off not telling ya!!!!  LOL
Only joking, I will at somepoint fill you in on my sordid past, full of drunken debauchery (can't even spell the bloody word)
However in mine, my husband's and my children's eyes Lee is their dad, and a bloody good one too!

Anyways, will blog later, am avoiding pain killers and opting for the alcohol version of pain relief.

Worked out the funeral will arrive at the pub at 11am (will the sun be over the yard arm then??) So no doubt I will be bladdered!

Whatever you're doing have a good one.

Promise to catch up on comments etc later

Teri
xx