I turned 60. Quitely. With a bit of minigolf and good Greek food. It was - by my standards - an escalation of festivities. Normally I forget my birthday and am horrified by congratulations... It felt quite good, but also surreal. I'm never 60 after all... ;-)))
Did you remember your 60th?
I had no chance to ignore... There were telephone calls and messages and a nice surprise by my partner ;-))
Any years ago - as a single - I have often forgotten my birthday...