I’ve always considered myself pretty switched on. You know, intelligent, brainy, knowledgeable…a geek. At high school, I was in the top 10 for maths, and my love of knowledge and learning didn’t diminish as I went into sixth form or university. Although I didn’t get all A* grades, or a first, I still thought I was pretty smart. Until recently. Let’s just say, I realised that I couldn’t ever be a spy or detective. My sister organised a day of birthday surprises in Birmingham, with my birthday pressie from mum and dad tied in too. Starting with a lovely hour of retail therapy, coffee and catching up, we headed to eat (my treat from Emma) before driving 30 minutes to Sutton Coldfield, for a surprise afternoon…

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Let’s start by getting the soppy bit out of the way as I know everyone hates to hear it 24/7, so here it is… Im pretty lucky to have met Alex, and have a BF who knows how to seriously cause the wow factor for birthday celebrations. Like really! Ok so on to the rest… We love a surprise. I knew absolutely nothing about what Alex had planned, apart from which evening to keep free. I think the anticipation makes birthday celebrations even better. Arriving at North Greenwich, as I’d been instructed only 40 minutes earlier, I managed to avoid any conversation or chatter about what was on at the O2 that night. Confused at the sight of my housemate and no boyfriend, I soon realised…

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