Four Oh

For those that aren't aware - or distracted due to some wedding or other that was taking place - yesterday was my 40th birthday. At least the UK took a national holiday to celebrate my great occasion. Sadly, the Aussies didn't seem to appreciate me as much - so I had to take the day as a holiday. Feeling the need to get off the sofa and stop feeling sorry for myself (and to act younger than my age), I dragged Maxine back to Lysterfield lake for some mountain biking.  So after repairing a puncture, we loaded the bikes into the car and drove over there.  Avoiding the tempting meat pies at the cafe, we did a lap of the lake (around 9km) and then collapsed in the afore mentioned cafe for a coffee.  Feeling like Lance Armstrong after his comeback, we drove back home and got ready for a meal in the city.  We went to "ezard" - which is one of the best resturants in the city and had the 8 course tasting menu.  With a full belly and sore legs.... the 40th is over.  I miss my 30's already....... A few pictures are here.