The barn we were staying in even had my initials on the outside. Wierd.
There were some fine quilts on the wall, which I meant to photograph properly, but in the end the only evidence of them was this photo - a bit of Daddy daycare:
The Magnificent Mum has a beach hut and lent it to us for the day:
And of course, The HusWife and Patrice felt utterly compelled to wear my running shorts and do a spot of old fashioned gentleman's athletics:
And Becci cooked me a most delicious and chocolately birthday cake:
Hurrah! And hurrah again for great times with great friends! Other photos over on flickr
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