Today is my birthday – or, rather, given the shortness of the day, my birthdate.
It was growing dark by the time I was born; had I been a little later I could have been a midwinter night’s baby, instead of a murky twilight child, straddling the second shortest day and the longest night.
Because it’s so close to Christmas, planning anything to mark it is always a bit of a gamble – but this year I get a trip to the Rocky Horror Show tomorrow, and tea and cake in one of my favourite tea shops later today.
And speaking of cake – or brownies, in this case… it’s not a proper birthday without candles.
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