You Know What Those Mean.

Yes, it means another year has gone by and I am one year older. Aren't my cards lovely and all so different? Thank you to all of you who are reading this and did something to make my day a happy one. Queenie was one day early with my holiday this year. The silly thing I has to do yesterday was Jury Service. R had to do a few things in town so I persuaded him to be my taxi and drop me off at the Court House, to save the parking hassles. I was selected for 30 jurors on the 2nd of 2 trials yesterday but wasn't needed in the end so was out on the street by 11am. I then did a little shopping in the city got myself some lunch, went to the used book shop and the library then my taxi arrived to take me home. My dear friend who thinks no one should have to cook their own dinner on their special day invited us around to her place for a lovely meal which included one of my favourites, lemon meringue pie. Thanks, Sheila you're a wonderful friend! 
 Today as a stand by Juror I wasn't wanted but have to ring in again tonight to see if they need me tomorrow or Friday. ( the moral of this is don't live too close to a District Court House then you won't get called. )