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Tuesday, 22 November 2011
I could say all this, but he deserves his own post...
Happy birthday Ben. I want to thank you for patiently going upstairs to bed while I'm downstairs on the laptop wrestling with yet another post for the blog. Thank you for laughing at the bits you're supposed to laugh at, and for not minding that our internet history is littered with all my weird searches. [It doesn't matter if the babysitter thinks you're the 'hessian knickers' fan, right?]. Thanks for never complaining when accompanying me to a zillion musty vintage shops / Bon Jovi concerts /terrible not-the-target-demographic films about vampires with boundary issues. Thanks for your hilarious 'compliments' which never come out quite as you'd planned. Thank you for understanding that flowers and wine are an essential part of any weekly shop. You're a consummate child-wrangler, guitarist, and HBO boxset watching partner. I love you a lot. X