So tomorrow is Richard's 60th birthday and yesterday I was thinking about his 50th - I threw a party for him and I remember me and Emily picking up the balloons from the gift shop. Lightbulb! I headed off to Blooms & Balloons, who're taking one of my students on placement shortly, and duly snuck into the house with two sets of helium filled Happy Birthday balloons which I stashed upstairs.
And, along with the birthday banners (same place), the cake (in the garage) and the candles (in the baking drawer) I was confident all was safely hidden.
Once he sat down after dinner I snuck off and moved the presents, balloons etc to the sunroom - he'd never find them in there - and duly collected them after he headed off to bed.
The slip twixt cup and lip? Nick had gone through there to watch American football and Richard went in to talk to him. I didn't realise til I got them and Nick was like, "er, I think he saw the balloons" - NNNOOOOOO!
How careful do you have to be?! It's so unfair. On him as well as me, cos he'll not get the surprise and I won't get to see him getting the surprise. Etc etc. Oh well, now he's immortalised in a blog post instead.
Happy Birthday Richard!
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