Sixteen today, it’s odd, I actually feel as if this birthday means something, the last time I can remember thinking that about a birthday was when I turned ten. I can remember being really impressed that I was in “double figures†what a sap!! Anyway, it was a great day today, I got some great presents, I actually felt special (which is something that I don’t normally feel, or want to feel), Matt bought me a beautiful pair of silver earrings with a matching necklace, they are set with amethyst and are a bit hippyfied. Then, embarrassingly enough, it appeared that Mum had spoken to Imogen and that she had sorted out her and Matt coming round for dinner. Mum cooked a special dinner with a starter, a main course and a birthday cake to finish, it was really naff, because everyone sang happy birthday. But the funny thing was that even though it was really naff, I enjoyed it and quite liked the attention – actually, maybe that’s not what I mean. What I mean is that I really enjoyed having all the people I love most around me – what a sap, I can’t believe I just wrote that and anyway, it’s not true, Uncle Angus is still in hospital.