Yesterday was Corina's birthday, so to celebrate we went to ZeroDegrees in Bristol. It's quite a new place - part swanky bar, part restaurant (with good pizza) and part microbrewery. Beer and food were both good, and that only helped the evening along. Of course, we would have had a good evening even if we were somewhere rubbish as everyone was on top form and had an excellent time.

So, next up - my birthday. I can't believe I'm going to be 30 on Saturday. It's going to be a scary moment, although probably less scary than the day I turn 40! To tell the truth though, it's not bothering me as much as I thought it might. 30 might have sounded old when I was 20, but now it seems pretty reasonable. I just have to face some facts now - chances are that I won't be married by 30 (unless the next few days are bizarre), so it goes to show that some of life's expectations aren't completely reliable. I am trying to avoid all of those 'things you must do before you hit 30' lists, as I feel there may be too much to do in 1.5 days.

I still have a year (and a day) to go on a Club 18-30 holiday of course, so I'm not really old yet!