What did it feel like to turn 30? Amazing, I tell you.
Last Friday it was my birthday. I was awoken with homemade bacon and maple syrup pancakes (my favourite) and gifts from my family. I drank elderflower prosecco before it was even noon and ate lunch with my favourite people at my favourite local eatery. It was a relaxed affair but it was the calm before the storm.
For my last 6 birthdays, I have hosted a party in our wood with live bands, DJs and a ridiculously loud sound system that, according to our dearest and ever-forgiving neighbour, ‘vibrates the pillows under your head’. Each party has a theme and this year was Day of the Dead. So many guests dressed up and painted their faces with sugar skulls. I was overwhelmed by their enthusiasm for the theme.
I played my first-ever DJ set which featured rock-night classics including Offspring, Limp Bizkit, Lonely Island, Prodigy and Slipknot. It was so much fun dancing around, singing all the words with all my friends joining in in front of me.
This is my awesome sister and I all dressed up.
Getting photos of the party was quite challenging due to the dark. This is the stage where the DJs and bands played. To the side we had leather sofas around the fire.
I was presented with the two amazing cakes. The one on the left was made by a local baker and was from my family. The one on the right was made by my friend, Rachel, and was decorated with real red roses. How fantastic are they?!
With just a couple of hours sleep we managed to pack down most of the party the following day after spending the morning with hungover friends cooking their bacon on the BBQ. We ended the day with a take away; a very rare phenomenon in our household.
Dave and I booked the Monday off work to spend the day together walking in the Yorkshire Dales- one of my favourite locations to hike. Within one stretch of a stream we saw a pair of jays, a fishing kingfisher, a great spotted woodpecker, a mistle thrush and a grey wagtail. We sipped on tea and ate birthday cake baked by my friend while overlooking the stream and picked blackberries as we walked along the hedgerows. The day was topped of my steak and ale pie at the pub in Fairburn on the way home.
I don’t feel any older, or wiser, but I definitely feel grateful and so much love for the people around me.
If this is what it’s like to turn 30, I’d be happy do it all again!