I turned 40 yesterday. I was sitting on my own in the living room last night. At precisely or very near just gone midnight the baby's rocker started swinging very quickly - yeah, like in a horror film. I'm convinced it was my mum saying happy birthday to me. I was so scared it took me ages to get to sleep after that.
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