BIRTHDAY BEAR TRADITION

I have 9 old, wrinkly friends, who are retired or semi-retired. Five of them all used to work together and the other four are husbands. They didn't want to lose touch when they retired so they decided to meet and have lunch or dinner when it was their birthdays. However, they got disenchanted with buying a present every time, and decided instead to give a Birthday Bear (thats me.) I get passed from one birthday person to the next each time they meet. The fun part is, that I get to be dressed differently each time, usually to reflect some aspect of the recipient's personality or life.
PS: Two of my wrinklies, Chris and Bob, have gone on a working holiday tour around Australia so they don't celebrate with us very often.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

BIRTHDAY BEAR GOES TO COLLEGE

I am going to the COTAH Restaurant to celebrate Mary's birthday together with a bunch of retirees. COTAH is the College of Tourism and Hospitality. The restaurant is run by the students.

The college is at South Bank in the city. Diane forgot her camera and used her phone. That was just one of the glitches we had on the night. On the way Diane received a text from the bank saying her keycard may have been copied so would she go and change her PIN, just what you need on the way to a birthday dinner with friends.
It wasn't an easy place to find but I was there, sitting up waiting to surprise Mary. Mary volunteers at a community Library and she is often wondering where to go on her next holiday. So I have thinking bubbles suggesting places of interest to visit. I also has travel brochures and my passport ready.
I am sitting in the Library (real photos of my library) Ialso have jigsaw puzzles and afternoon tea with a birthday cake ready. Helen and Paul did a great job of dressing me.
Unfortunately there were a few more glitches before the fun could start. Mary's taxi driver couldn't find the venue and got caught in grid lock going around the block trying to find us. Finally when he found the place Mary discovers she has lost her phone probably in the cab. So poor Mary was a little agitated by the time she arrived.

However, when she spied me she felt much happier.


In the end Mary was smiling and..... .

....we all had a good time.

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