Two Wednesdays ago, we celebrated Philip's birthday. It was supposed to be hush-hush, but somehow Philip knew about it.
We had a late dinner at the Curry Leaf Restaurant and John brought a cake with him.
We had a late dinner at the Curry Leaf Restaurant and John brought a cake with him.
We sung the Happy Birthday song and the cake was cut and eaten by those who were present. (Some 12 of us or so)
Then Eddie brought out another cake, a plainer one, but well, it's the thought that counts right? Poor Philip had to hold the cake while we sang and he had to cut the second cake for all to eat.
And then, Marifa (someone who works in the restaurant) came in with a banana split and a candle. We sang the Birthday song for the 3rd time.
Seriously, I don't recall singing 3 birthday songs for the same person because there were 3... err.. cakes/dessert. What a fortunate guy, this Philip is.
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