the Geneva weekend that was

Just have some time to kill waiting for the Xman to come down for breakfast - on the phone with the Woman no doubt - so thought I'd log in to Blog for a quick jiff.
The weekend was pretty much what I expected wrt to actually being in Geneva, and as birthdays go in terms of activities it was I'd say plus d'average. I mean, after all, who gets to say they took a stylin' coach bus to one of the most charming villages in France for their birthday, to be met with bottles upon bottles of Moet et Chandon and sung happy birthday by one of the premiere FIP celebrities? Few.
BUT, what really made my day, was who I heard from throughout. I was woken up by a show-stopping rendition of Happy Birthday Mr. President (originally sung by Ms. Monroe ON May 19, I might add, however many years ago) by none other than GP, only to continue our hours long conversation upon my arrival in Geneva.
Rec'd many more greetings from the other GBF's, all of which were much smile inducing. OOPS will expand later, XMan has arrived.