| I had one of those major birthdays last week, celebrated quietly with a dinner out with Gustav, and Hugh visiting from Malmö, via his hometown Otago New Zealand. Although it was also New Zealand’s national day, we complicated the matter by eating at an African restaurant, and Hugh bringing me some wares from Sweden : a new Moomin mug and table runner. |
Today Gustav concocted my birthday cake request: a pumpkin coffee crumble cake. Munson sang for me: admittedly it didn’t sound much different to his usual repertoire, but it was taken as kindly as it was meant.