And whats your excuse for being miserable enough not to "believe in" birthday cards?
well then David are you sitting comfortably ? then I shall begin.
when I was 14 I got my late dad a card for his birthday and to my horror he asked me what I got him that for ? I said cos its your birthday and he went on and told me this.
you went to a shop to buy me a card which although I appreciate will just sit on top of the tv ( thats where they were put in those days ) till it goes in the bin ? for what you paid for the card you could have bought me a packet of woodbines and at least I would have got something out of it.
and do you know what he was absolutely right, a crappy card made in some factory with no meaning what so ever and for what ? to stand it on a sideboard for a day to remind someone they are a year older.
from that day on and every birthday and Xmas I got my dad 40 woodbines and a bottle of scotch as apposed to a silly card that yopu read once and then bin it.
Ive always bought cards for my birds and my daughter but have insisted they never buy me a card but a packet of ciggies just like my old man, whats wrong with that ?
the best card Ive ever recieved was from my daughter when she was 5 and she made me a card in school, that really meant something to me as it cfame from her heart and not some factory production line.
and remember you only have 1 birthday and thats the day you are born, every year after that is an anniversary.
well dave you asked and I told you
[/quote]still a boring miserable old fart sven