Let there be no doubt about which Big Day we are referring to.
A walk into town for some breakfast at Cafe Rouge followed by some serious present shopping (well, someone's gotta revive the economy).
A swift visit to the Cathedral to light some candles for the dearly departed.
After walking back home and a rest, it's a drive over to Droitwich for afternoon tea at the Chateaux Impney.
Time to walk off the afternoon tea with a walk around the grounds.
Look, I've just rinsed my hands with hand-gel from when licked me and, no, I haven't got any food for you.
Two cute residents.
Meanwhile, back at HQ, somebody couldn't give a flying-proverbial about special birthdays. He's only dreaming of the day when Waitrose finally introduce a Pike and Tench-combo to their range of fishy foods for the discerning cat. I mean, just how many sternly worded emails does a chap have to send to Customer Care?
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