Reflexes and rain.
I started my birthday celebrations this morning with an unexpected late night in the Jockey, a Happy Valley staple (our should that be stable?).
During the session, I managed to knock over my wine glass with one hand and with staggering reflexes catch it with the other. Just hard enough that it shattered. Just soft enough to prevent it leaving more than a few scratches. Close call.
Since then it has pretty much rained all day. This never happened to me in the UK. Just breaking now after a lovely lunch with a university friend of Caroline's we randomly bumped into at the China Club last week.
Of course it doesn't matter whether it is raining or not for the birthday paddle, but preferable if it isn't. Onwards and upwards!