To quote my mum "you're not getting any younger, you know." Damn straight. But at least I'm getting older in style with a hot man by my side.
Yesterday I got well and truly spoilt rotten - an iPad, lovely Ted Baker body stuff, sweet shiny earrings, flowers, chocolate cake, a diorama set up on desk at work, and a bikini. Plus to-die-for cocktails at Beach Blanket Babylon, and dinner at Les Trois Garcons (pleasant, but not amazing - still, one ticked off the list).
Who said getting older wasn't any fun?
