Before this post starts, I have a message for my Mum:
Hi Mum, how are you?
Look, I know you hate the photo below – but I love it and as it’s my blog you’ll just have to accept it.
However in the interests of ‘good son’ protocol, I’ve added a picture that I know you will like, a bit further down.
All cool?
Excellent, in that case I will begin …
Today my Mum turns 78.
SEVENTY EIGHT.
That amazes me – especially because if you saw how she lives, thinks, talks and walks, you’d swear she was much younger.
I’ve written many times how wonderful my Mum is … and how much I owe her for everything I’ve experienced and achieved in my life [so far] … but even with all those posts, I’m not giving her nearly as much credit as she deserves.
Seriously, if the World had one ounce of her kindness, consideration, love and encouragement – we’d be living in utopia – and while I’m not going to be with her today, I will be tomorrow and to say I can’t wait is a massive understatement.
Because of this trip, I won’t be writing any more blog posts till mid-next week when I’m back in Amsterdam – where no doubt I’ll be writing complaints about the hotel I’m staying even though I can’t believe it is possible it could be worse than the Pulitzer.
Anyway that’s by the by because today is my Mum’s birthday and it should all be about her … so Mum, if you’re reading this, I want to wish you a very, very HAPPY BIRTHDAY and let you know I love you very, very much and can’t wait to give you a big hug in 24 hours.
Right, now for that photo I promised …
R x x x