Littleborough man Andrew Bowers certainly knows how to live a little, cramming in a whopping FIVE birthday parties into his 41st birthday party weekend.
They say life begins at 40, and for Andrew Bowers, 41, of Littleborough, the old saying certainly rang true this weekend. Andrew had thought his birthday weekend might be a quiet affair. At most, he thought perhaps he would be treated to a steak, or other red meat, just for once, despite his wife saying he needs to cut down on his cholesterol and farting.
Possibly, he thought, she might stash the kids somewhere as a surprise, and he might even get a glass of red wine or two with that steak. He smiled to himself, as he sat in the queue for Junction 21 of the M62. Maybe she’d take me to The Rake Tapas for a meal out. Our possibly even The Waterside.
With the kids packed off, well, the world was his considerate lobster. Rather than having to hang something in front of the bathroom key hole lest his five year old peer through whilst he was trying for a bit of relief, his wife might actually, well, best not get his hopes up too high.
He was right not to do so. He had barely got in the door when he was handed a colour coded chart for the weekend. God she loves her four colour highlight set more than me, he thought, as he sank into his favourite armchair, only for some lego to poke him right in the Gary.
Five parties. Little Charlie has only just started reception class. Jesus. Five. Already. Parents at all of them. Pretending that you have something in common beyond your kids being in the same class is hard work. Oh what’s this, there’s a Disney Princess show at little Elsa’s?
That’ll be something for the bank at least.
