On September 30th 1984, a child was born, in the British Military Hospital of Iserlohn, Germany. My child! That was almost thirty years ago. Today we are having an early celebratory lunch because she will be spending the thirtieth anniversary of her birth in Germany where her husband is currently working. I can’t think of any place better. She may not be in Iserlohn, and the British Military Hospital may not even exist anymore, but it’s still a wonderful place to celebrate.
Happy Birthday to my beautiful daughter!
It’s great being a mum!
Below is a link to a story I wrote about my time in Germany before my daughter was born. I’ve been told its a fun read, it was certainly fun to write.