My 21st birthday wasn’t the debauched night that is expected (I’m saving bad behaviour for me and Jane’s joint birthday party next week) but it was still a lot of fun. Very random and unlike any day I’ve ever had, but great fun. It consisted of…
1 ride on a scary rollercoaster in Hyde Park.
15 minutes of tentative ice-skating.
1 round on the carousel. My horse was called Ashley:
1 plastic cup of Mulled Wine (my first – it was delish).
2 celebrity sightings – that blonde from Hollyoaks and the mixed-race lady from Holby City.
2 hours stroking corsets, trying on hats and blushing over “erotica” (Me: “What’s this?” Sian: “That’s a cock ring, Alex”) in posh knickers shop Bordello, Shoreditch.
17 birthday greetings posted on my Facebook wall.
31 happy birthday messages on Twitter
1 impromptu trip to Vinopolis for girly drinks
…And many, many white wines.