My father was born on 29th February 1912, just before midnight. A hundred years ago. He weighed 3 pounds 7ounces and the fact that he survived is nothing short of a miracle - he was carried around on a pillow for several months because he was so small. We always celebrated his birthday on the 1st of March, but today is actually the centenary of his birth - he's been dead almost a quarter of a century but I always think of him especially on his leap year birthday. You may have seen this photo before - my father's the smaller one with the natty lace collar and belt!
There are so many family birthdays around this time -my brother yesterday on Feb 28th (he only missed 1st March by a few minutes), my niece and her eldest daughter both on March 1st, and more recently my cousin's grandson. Strange isn't it how birthdays can come in clusters - yesterday was also my best friend from school days and tomorrow is also my daughter's godson's.
Four years ago we were living a peaceful life, just the two of us, who knows what we'll be by the next leap year - though I fear nothing will have changed. I like the idea of this 'free' day, an added extra - not that M brooks any change to her routine, but I'm letting that flow over me . I treated myself to breakfast at the supermarket - only toast and coffee but it was very peaceful which is more can be said for this house when M gets into her telephoning stride at around 10.00 a.m. I think we need earplugs so we don't hear all the fibs and complaints - bad for the blood pressure!
The weather is lovely today - pale blue sky and fluffy white clouds and blossom on some of the trees around. Perhaps March isn't going to come in like a lion. I'm beginning to feel guilty about everything that needs sorting in the garden - definitely need to get someone in to tame some of the wilder shrubs, and the sunshine is highlighting dusty surfaces in the house too. But today I'm giving myself a day off - I might start spring cleaning tomorrow (or I might just go to the craft show instead!).
Hoping you're enjoying this extra day - especially if you're a leap year baby!

7 comments:
Good to hear that you're giving yourself the day off Jane - at least from some of the little chores, if not some of the bigger ones! Enjoy the sunshine and the sweet memories of your Dad xxx
I really do think you deserve a medal for putting up with a certain person. If not a medal then at least take some time today to polish your halo - you have really and truly earned it! Having read for a good while I can only conclude that you are a much nicer person than me!
Yes, a day for yourself is a good thing, I hope you managed it.
I hope you find someone to help with your garden, I did and it is such a pleasure to have him sorting things out and for not much money either.
The picture of your Father is so sweet, nice that you celebrate his Leap Birdthdays.
Wow, your father was so tiny when he was born way back then! Cute little photo.
Good to hear you allowed yourself some quiet time to enjoy toast and coffee.
I'm always going to start the spring cleaning tomorrow......!
Isn't it good that your father managed to survive or else where would you be? He looks very sweet.
I think you must have the patience of a saint! Sounds like you could do with some more breakfasts out. What a lovely photograph of your Dad.
I love the idea of a 'free day'. Very special!
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