The birthday party in the garden was a nostalgic celebration for Aunty Maureen's 85th birthday. Family and friends gathered, enjoying delicious food and music, paying tribute to her. Aunty Maureen, elegant and warm, as always; was surrounded by her loving
It has been a long time since I’ve been to a birthday party in the garden. In the late 1960s to around the mid 1970s, going for our cousins Richard’s, Neil’s or Judy-Ann’s birthdays meant going to the fairy playground. There were slides, merry-go-rounds, see-saw (who can forget the see-saw); which we played (some fought [yes, I’m talking about the adults] to skip queue for their turn) on, the…













