Every year we meet twice with a group of friends – for nearly 30 years now. The first gathering is a weekend away with our families. When we began there were two children. Now they are all adults, all 14 of them and these days there are always extras. It’s a big wild, messy weekend in group accommodation around Victoria. There’s always too much food, late nights, stories and photos.
The other time we meet is for a dinner with just the ‘adults’ – we’re still searching for an appropriate other title now everyone is adult – and no ‘oldies’ is not a consideration.
The evening remained mild and gentle so we climbed to the 28th floor (oh okay, we took the amazingly swift lift) sipped cocktails and watched the world go by.
A wonderful night with good friends. Life is good.
