Dad’s 60th
Elizabeth November 26th, 2007
Just a couple of photos from Dad’s dinner on Saturday night.



And this one is my favourite: At the moment that this photo was taken, Dad was reading aloud a poem that had been written by one of my uncles who couldn’t attend. It was a lengthy limerick that was full of imagery that you really didn’t want to connect with your parents (at all, ever) and my brother and I had read it in advance.
Let’s just say that it wasn’t something we really needed to hear a second time. See if you can spot my brother.

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