I got 6 birthday cards this year, 4 of them were drinks related. 
According to Kathy, if my friends really thought that it was a problem, they’d tell me by staging an intervention, not send me cards about it. However, my birthday weekend did feature quite a few cocktails. I didn’t drink all of these but I thought that I’d document them.
My birthday weekend started with drinks at the London Cocktail Club with some work friends. It was happy hour!
Mine
The Last Word (Hendricks, green Chartreuse, Maraschino and lime)
Manhattan Sour (Gentleman Jack bourbon, Martini Rubino, lemon juice, sugar syrup, egg white, angostura) and the look on Jess’ face when I told her that the foam was egg white was hilarious!
Old Fashioned. (Woodford Reserve, demerara sugar, angostura and Ardbeg 10 scotch) this was much more orangey than the ingredients list would suggest. 

Everyone else.
The Dude. (Vodka, Tia Maria, almond essence, milk, cream and a marshmallow)
Boogie Nights (Grey Goose, Le Citron, Crème de Pêche, amaretto, pineapple juice and peach puree) they came with sunglasses. Yes there is a photo of me wearing them somewhere!
Surprisingly, I was home at a reasonable hour and not hungover the next day! Which was Saturday, when I went to Charlotte’s W5 with Kathy and Adam. I had two Comin’ Thru the Rye’s. (rye whiskey, dry vermouth and a lime and clove liquer). They were good.
So good that on Sunday (my actual birthday) I took Ma there for drinks. She had two of the ‘comin through the ryes and I had two silver bullets (Gin, lemon juice, cumin anise liqueur)
And now you know why this week, I am having a period of abstinence from the demon drink, my liver needs some recovery time!















I’m absolutely convinced for the sake of my sanity if nothing else that I have sort out the raspberries, I want a clear path from the top to the bottom of the plot and the raspberries are slap bang in the middle of that path, as the photo shows. I have people ready to take some of them too but I’m still a bit sad about it. We worked so hard to save the raspberries last year and we both (Ma especially) got stratched and mangled while trying to do it, not to mention what felt like 100 bags of compost we carried to the plot to mulch them (it was about 20 but it was still hard work!)
If I’m like this over the raspberries, imagine how I’m going to be when we move the gooseberry bushes. I haven’t moved any of it yet but I’m sentimental about it because it’s been there longer than I have and it feels like I’m completely changing the plot. Which is even sillier than you’d think as the plot looks completely different now compared to last year. Change is inevitable but it’s the right thing to do to make the plot work better for me.
First let’s review July. the goals were
Now for August. It’s a busy month. I’m out on the 4th and 5th August for birthday drinks. I have the 7th to 11th off work and that’s mostly going to be about the plot, rubbish disposal and Joe proofing the flat! Then I have a peaceful two weeks until the Bank Holiday weekend when it’s Mike’s 50th birthday and Ben and Laura’s 10th wedding anniversary so Ma and I are having the boys for Sunday and Monday (it’s also Mike and Christelle’s 5th wedding anniversary but that doesn’t require babysitting!).