The Day That I Was Born

July 1, 2007 at 10:00 pm (photos, Uncategorized)

23 years ago, yesterday, I was born. “Hoorah” (I hear you cry). Unfortunately, what with all the packing and general organising that’s going on around here, not much happened. It felt very strange and I think I’m getting to the age when events (such as Christmas, Easter and Birthdays) don’t have the same appeal and excitement about them as they used to, which leads to a slight feeling of disappointment when the awaited event does finally arrive. Morose sounding, I know, and I didn’t think I’d ever hear myself say it. I’m normally the person ‘bigging up’ such events and trying to rally everyone round by making them wear the mandatory Father Christmas hat or the red nose or whatever it is that’s supposed to symbolise the event, but this time it’s me being the pessimistic one. I don’t think I’ll ever not enjoy these celebrations but I am going to have to tone down the build up and nervous anticipation, as it seems to be doing more harm than good. With all that said, I did really enjoy myself in the evening of my Birthday; I ate far too much good food, drunk a little more than I should (but about the amount that’s deemed reasonable when it’s your Birthday) and discovered a cool feature on my camera. Basically, it continuously takes photos (until you tell it to stop!) in short succession, so you get some great cartoon-strip-esque moments. Could photography get any better? An example of the hilarity is below.

Blanche 1

Blanche 2

Blanche 3

Blanche 4

A few other photos from the day are up on flickr.

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