The best birthday present ever.

(Apart from my dad walking into the house casually on my birthday morning carrying a giant wooden fish and other knobbly, intriguing, newspaper wrapped parcels).

It was an email from my uncle in Dulwich - and the rest of that family - telling me that their twenty first birthday present to me is a holiday in Europe this summer, once I've graduated college.

Hello 2012, you're already looking a lot brighter than your predecessor ever did. 

1 comment:

Riddhi G.D said...

Well. That doesn't sound dull at all *smothers intense envy*