Heres the post from yesterday,
that was to say, 
without delay,
happy birthday!


A day of adventures of parks and cars,
one with whit and humour and stars.


An early morning of a tardy arrival
surely did nothing to the party's survival.
The will however did not wilt,
and soon enough the picnic was built!


With presents and food and laughter all round,
the mood was set, the joy abound.
The onset of noon brought sudden departures,
and pretty soon we're off on marches.


After many an hour with thought in mind,
the beach of St. Kilda proved a delightful find.
With swimming in jeans, and splashing about,
the fun was had, till we all got out.


With chaffing a fare,
and many a stare,
the black car chair
proved a delicate affair.


Home was the way for the sensible mind,
to get out of clothes the sand did find.
Then a trip to the city for a night of humour,
the sight of Josh Thomas; more than a rumour. 


But the secret was kept behind tightly locked lips,
the surprise on said face, better than half-price chips.
The hour had past quite too soon,
and back out into the night to see the full moon.


As the rain poured down the outlook seemed bleak,
"Where was the car?" We both did speak.
In our excitement to see someone famous
we did do something, oh so shameless.


As the car did appear after prolonged searching,
the well soaked appearance was quite deserving.
with the heater on full in the hope of drying,
a thought of the end; well worth a sighing.


and then it was done,
we'd had all the fun,
of times in the sun,
the year before; quite outdone.




H.