*clings somewhat to family*

[createthemess]

We had Dad's birthday on Friday night and mobbed the house. There was roast meats for dinner and a lot of wine. Alex was home from Oxford for the weekend, we finally dragged Abel along to a proper family function, Noah and Dad taught the twins how to rhumba, and at ten in the evening I had a nap on the couch and my father drew on my face.

Real mature, dad.