Last October the Old Bat and I celebrated our golden wedding anniversary. No, wait - we didn't celebrate as the OB was unwell. A celebration was planned - a grand family lunch party one Sunday which was to be attended not only by our three children plus one partner and the three grandchildren and son's partner's daughter but my brother and his wife planned to drive all the way from Cornwall.
But the best-laid schemes o' mice an' men gang aft a-gley (to quote the Scottish bard) and all plans were aborted. Until recently. And the result - a long, lazy lunch in our local Italian where we are always made most welcome and where the food is truly superb without being over-priced.
Three hours of eating, drinking, talking and laughing with all the children a joy to have with us they were so well behaved.