It’s my Geburtstag and I’ll lie in if I want to.
And read my messages from pals, near and far, including a virtual bunch of roses from meine Freunde in Wengen, Switzerland.
I left quite a mark on Hotel Bellevue… on their breakfast room ceiling when in my rush to get to the slopes I left the shower on.
And was met with a wry smile and an enquiry into my day on my return followed by the disclosure of that morning’s breakfast.
Now I’ve had plenty of practice at apologising, in fact it’s my opening gambit with The Scary One.
And I’m glad to say the charming crew at my Swiss hotel took my suppliant sorries in good part.
Birthday boy
And they have faithfully sent me gifts galore every birthday over the past eight years
Those roses, fish platters, chocolate cake, dessert and the most picturesque scenes.
Note to wife… and the anaemic half cup of tea sans bagels this morn.
Of course, the best present of all is to get out to share these places on earth that are heaven like the Hotel Bellevue.
Thankfully mine hosts and those dream makers who make it all happen, our travel providers, have stuck with me.
Including my Scary One here at home.
And Rosie and Heaven Publicity who charitably gave me a chance to redeem myself in Val D’Isere last winter.
Heavenly havens
Heaven, as we’ve come to expect, are all over Black Friday, and we will be too.
That celestial dreamscape is different for us all but it would be difficult to argue against these heavenly havens…
Scotland, Venice & Verona, the Maldives, the South Atlantic and Japan.
All of which are on Heaven’s radar, and I’ll share with you after I indulge in birthday bingeing.
And mine as I pick out which gifts to treat myself to.
In my scratcher because after all it’s my Geburtstag and I’ll lie in if I want to.