Family, Friends, and a Ferret
The whole family travelled across Sydney today for a BBQ at Alan and Pam’s house. Alan was my best man and has remained a close friend, despite life being seriously busy for both of us. Pam and Karen get on famously too. Alan and Pam have two children – Joel (my god-son) and Rebecca. Joel and Rebecca are just a few years behind Mitchell and Connor.
Don and Jennie, also dear friends of ours, were there too. Their daughter, Bronte, is another of my god-children. Bronte is ten years old, almost taller than her mother, and prefers jeans and T-shirt to dresses.
The five children play well together. They spent most of the time hiding from their parents.
Us six adults spent the entire afternoon enjoying the warm sun and blue sky, while discussing the serious and the inane, and grazing our way through a meal of lamb, chicken, vegetables and salad. And three different rounds of dessert. Perfect.
At some point, Bronte brought out an ornamental ferret fur1 and laid it across her father’s head. Karen was inspired to take a picture of Don’s new mohawk:
1 No, not very politically correct. It also has a genuine tortoise-shell clip. Must be thirty years old, if not more.