Birthday

Today, the 4th of April, is Paul’s birthday. Paul is my godson, the son of my best friend Florence. We’ve known each other for a long time, and we sing together in the T. choir. That’s actually where we met each other, when we were bairns all those years ago. We must only have been about 10 or so… I called her Florence Nightingale… she was a fluid, lively soprano, and had incredible control over her voice for one so young. It’s a real pro voice, and she practices every day. She’s the star of the choir, but always blushes when anyone pays her a compliment, drawing back into the choir the minute she finishes a solo, her eyes looking at the floor and her cheeks red, like a true debutante. I love her like I would love a sister (I’m an only child). For his 4th birthday I gave Paul a great remote-control car. His blue eyes shone with excitement – he was over the moon. His happiness warmed me to the heart.