It was my birthday on Monday - and it was a big one! As it was a bank holiday we had no plans to go anywhere, and I had a nice breakfast, and a pleasant enough day, but that was it. I do feel envious of people who have splendid treats on their birthday. But it is what it is. What I am really sad about is that my son just sent me a message on FaceBook "Happy Birthday". No call, no visit, no card, no present. Husband was really cross as he saw that son had been out for a pint with his friends, and couldn't come to see me. I'm just sad. I know that son has had a bad time lately, I've supported him through all sorts, and when he's been short of money I have helped - to the tune of several thousand pounds. The stupid thing is I'm now worrying that he or his girlfriend are unwell, or that something is wrong - but I'm not going to give in and contact them. How can you not know that your Mum has a special big birthday, and how can you not care (so it seems) This is really self indulgent writing this, but I feel so sad and let down, so thanks for letting me witter on!
Why doesn't Starmer hold another referendum?
Good Morning Tuesday 12th May 2026
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