It was my Dad’s birthday at the weekend and he had a party for his friends in the pub. They didn’t have ice cream or play pass the parcel or wear party hats, so I’m not sure how they had fun, but I think they did.
My Dad also took us to Hampstead Heath to climb trees for his birthday. It was rainy wet though and the trees were very slippy.
Next year I’ll be in charge of my Dad’s birthday I think. And there will be balloons. Lots of balloons.