as I make it Halfway through My Allotted Lifespan.
Being the eldest of six, it was going to be a big weekend, as four of my siblings have kids making it a party of [counting on finger and toes] 15 "neffs-n-neeces", 5 sibs and 4 inlaws and my folks, only three missing [plus one permanently], so some highlights.
Left town Friday evening. Stay at my second brothers place in the Big Smoke. Was going to go to the football. See here. Bro#2 has a new TV screen. Humongous and brilliant and and and... It doesn't do dishes but so what. Bugger. Now I want one too. Son#1 turned up too, so it was good company, boys in the shed for the obligatory talking shit, and then back inside for some more family catch up and TV. So that was the first night. With half a bottle of The Alcoholery's 2010's finest, oh Yum! The littler kids, theirs and mine, were chatting away for awhile, and we were watching 3D tv...
Next morning: Croissants and jam with Bro#2, his partner and all the ankle-biters. Of course my boys only just crawled out of the sac and we were moving...
My Bro#2 has a nice new retro looking Triumph and Son#2 was persuaded to ride with him to my Bro#1's place, the other side of the Big Smoke. Three quarters there, the boys swapped so both had a go as the pillion passenger. Now #2 son wants one of Them...
Lunch, For Moir?
We were fashionably late, but not too late. I think. There were my folks and my five sibs, their partners and the grandkids, or my "neffs-n-neeces". Twenty bloody seven, I think? A couple missing for Good reasons, like: a funeral- for my youngest sis-n-law's grandmother in NZed; Work- baby sis' pardner on the railway up North; Study; exams for a nef. Not a bad showing!
Luncheon was: Entrée: baby quiche(?). Main: Nice chicken on potatoe mash with salad. Red wine. White wine. And now I am thinking, bugger me, NO bloody champers! I forgot to bring some. Ah well, at my brothers' 50th in 18 months time! Anyway, His food was really good, and the 27 of us polished it all off, no need to clean the crockery! Well, nah mate, but the dishpigs handled it all rather well.
Good luck and thanks everyone.
* at Joseph Harris Scout Park Mt Martha (VIC)