Since I had the absolute pleasure of working fifteen hours on my birthday, K decided that we would bring forward the celebrations to the Friday before.
So where are we going? I ask Karen in the morning.
I don't want to tell you, she said, a much repeated phrase throughout the day.
No, no, I was treated to a (very manly) spa treatment session, which was an absolute luxury for me. This was my first time ever in a spa, and so I walked really uncomfortably in the provided cotton bathrobe and slippers, feeling very much in my birthday (haha!) suit.