Fifty

Fifty years ago our friends Jill and Mark were married and today we attended a lovely luncheon celebration. It was a happy day, with six grandchildren each doing "a turn". The lunch took place at the golf club where we dined yesterday, but a different menu.
Fifty years ago we were living in a refinery camp in Venezuela. We stayed for eighteen months in a Shell bungalow, helped in the house and with our baby Anna by a lovely girl called Antonia. This little guitarist was a souvenir we brought back for Normous' parents. Now we have it to remind of us of that long ago posting.