A Monday doesn’t seem like much of a day for a birthday, but it happens to all of us every few years and I had, after all, been celebrating this one all weekend. So on a peacefully calm day we set off to the Wirral Peninsula to meander around some of our favourite places.
And only the distant figures around the Marine Lake and the islands beyond show where the sea stops and the sky starts.
But the day is not entirely devoted to Zen meditation.
As well as a surprise party and a hat (which will of course get a post of its own) Sarah has bought me a magical device.
Meaning I can go into charity shops like this one and test out the often battered looking merchandise to tell if the records themselves are, in fact, perfectly fine. What a brilliant idea!
And all the other customers are fascinated by the little turntable.
A cup of tea and a cake later we’re back to the Estuary.