As it so happens, one of my best friends is having his birthday today. Happy birthday, and all that.
But it got me thinking, and reminded me of a problem I end up facing every year. Just what the bloody hell do you do on your birthday, anyway?
The last few years I get asked: what do you want to do on your birthday? And I genuinely have no bloody idea. If it was any other day, any other weekend, I’d typically hang out with some friends, or maybe play some games, go out, eat shitty food, or whatever.
But as soon as a “birthday” becomes involved, that all goes to pot. Suddenly it has to be a bit more special. It doesn’t, of course, but the fact that you’re celebrating being alive makes usual activities seem … well, a little bit inadequate.
So I put it to you. What do you like to do on your birthday?