Oh dear another year older but not too worried as I’ve had a few people lately think I’m in my early twenties (yay!) and I still struggle buying wine in Tesco’s. It’s so flippin hard getting myself to the drinks isle in the first place due to my vertigo (why is it always the furthest place away once you get in the shop?) it’s almost funny to then get ID’d just to make it that little bit more of a challenge!

Had a quiet birthday made really nice by my family all descending with alcohol, cake and gifts (they know me so well) despite me saying I didn’t want to do anything. After a couple of Prosecco’s and not being able to find the scissors my cousin showed me the ‘Bread Knife and Two Pairs of Hand’s’ method of flower arranging – hmmm wonder where he picked that skill up?

I then spent the weekend with friends in Reading where I found out the hard way why wearing a white top and eating a curry is a really bad idea (especially after one or two drinks!). I think Buster the dog also enjoyed some sensible adult company 😉

I have an appointment next week at the Visual Vertigo Clinic which should be interesting. It’s most likely that it will make me really really poorly but if there is even the slightest chance it will work I’m going to give it a go – let’s face it I’m pretty desperate. I have heard that one of their ‘tricks’ is to look at a big disco ball until you fall over. I’ll brush up on my dance moves (oh and my stacking it on the floor moves – come to think if it I’ve pretty much mastered those lately!)

Right, now for some light reading 😉