i like birthday presents best...

but then there's cake...
pumpkin iced, mince, cheese & bikkie cake
with a vension tendon 'candle'...






"They gave it me," Humpty Dumpty continued thoughtfully
as he crossed one knee over the other and clasped his hands round it,
"they gave it me... for an un-birthday present."
"I beg your pardon?" Alice said with a puzzled air.
"I'm not offended," said Humpty Dumpty.
"I mean, what is an un-birthday present?"
"A present given when it isn't your birthday, of course."
Alice considered a little.
"I like birthday presents best,"
she said at last.
"You don't know what you're talking about!" cried Humpty Dumpty.
"How many days are there in a year?"
"Three hundred and sixty-five," said Alice.
"And how many birthdays have you?"
"One."
"And if you take one from three hundred and sixty-five
what remains?"
"Three hundred and sixty-four, of course."

CHAPTER VI, HUMPTY DUMPTY: Through the Looking Glass
by Lewis Carroll