Thursday 29th October 2020
It was my birthday on October 27th, I would have written earlier but things went so quickly. I bought a gluten free cake to share up SP2 cafe, I'm not saying how old I am because I hate age and it's only a number. Apparently I came screaming into the world on a Friday at 11am, my mum thought I was wind! Well I certainly came ' breezing in '. At the time we lived at Clifton Road and where this house now stands, was a red telephone box where he had to go and phone the hospital to get mum in. Dad wasn't in the room when I beamed out, there was a lovely Indian summer afterwards so I was told. My earliest memory is of a seagull flying overhead with sunlit wings, I will write about Teignmouth later. Aunt Joan sent me some money which was very kind of her, things are a bit different this year because of the pandemic. I had some candles which Erin presented to me on a cup, I did make a wish but I'm not saying a word; har har. I st...