Today is my younger, harder working, more attractive brother’s 19th birthday. He always hated his birthday, largely because – as he put it – he “got screwed out of presents”. I always felt sorry for people who was born around Christmas time, as a materialistic S.O.B. I used to thate the thought that my special day was shared with another people. Of course, I’ve since lightened up thanks to my wonderous discovery of alcohol.
A few years ago my mate for a secret santa bought me a great calendar called “Any Excuse for A Piss Up”. In it, it gave reasons for every day to get absolutely smashed. Most were viable, but tenuous (Workers Day in Namibia – for example), but March 4th was terrible “Ex Inauguration Day in the US”, a day to celebrate when Presidents used to be sworn in, but not anymore.
Either way, I drunk to it.
Anything special happen on your birthday? Or are you born around Christmas, you poor sod?
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Rhys Wynne, the author of this blog, is a 20 something web designer from Colwyn Bay. 
I’ve always liked where my birthday is placed. June is a good month. 6 months until xmas and then at xmas 6 months until my birthday!
I share my birthday with Marylin Munroe and Bob Monkhouse.
BTW the picture of you and your brother looks like something that would appear on Crimewatch….
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It’s my birthday today too!
The world stops for a moment on my birthday and sings in harmony because of the joy I have brought. No, really, I was born Feb 3, just over a month after Christmas and since I’ll be 35, I could really care less about it
I share my birthday with HRH The Queen.
Which is cool, I guess.
My comment for this is just simply lager Tuesday/Thursday, ou and Desperardoooooos!
I have always loved my birthday, just the day itself. It’s February 1. And just seeing that in type makes me happy.
Another fun thing about my birthday is that I was born at 11:22 am. I’m not into numerology, but I think it’s cool that the birthdate is 2-1 and time is 11:22.
And each year I watch the clock in the morning until I see 11:22 am. Then I feel I am one year older. It’s fun. No one else has any idea that I do this (except for my husband), it’s just a fun game I have made up for myself.
And this year I will be 40.
Happy b-day to your brother. It would SUCK IT to have a birthday in December. I’m just saying, I feel his pain.