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This afternoon and evening we hosted a Boxing Day party. Guests included Helen and Bill, Shelly and Ron, Neil and Donna, Rachel and Gareth, David and Jenny, and Anthony; respectively Jackie’s two sisters and their husbands, Shelly and Ron’s sons Neil and Anthony, and Helen and Bill’s daughter Rachel and son David and their partners. We began with a plentiful salad buffet and much reminiscing.
Here Helen shares a joke, Neil looks impressed, while his Dad Ron, and brother Anthony appear to be working it out.
Bill studies photographs of grandson Billy. Shelly looks on;
to her right stands a pencil drawing Jackie made of their mother, and to her left she herself stands as a beautiful 14 year old bridesmaid in 1968. I am the groom. Jackie, the bride, is out of shot.
Helen and Bill’s daughter Rachel shared a sofa with her fiancé, Gareth.
Neil and Donna listened intently to a story Jackie was telling.
Here Neil is flanked by his father, Ron and cousin David
who enjoyed a pint or two.
Reflected in the mirror above Becky is Flo on her eighteenth birthday.
Donna and Neil received some fun holograms. In the form of coasters these images were to be attached to noses. Helen took this photograph of me wearing one.
The highlight of the event was Ian’s quiz of the year. We were split into two teams and the result was a very close run thing. As a former schoolmaster, our quizmaster needed all his skills to keep us in order.
Jackie and Becky were part of the blue team,
while Anthony crossed the room to join the red team, of which I was also a member.
For me, the most gratifying aspect of the quiz was that we did not have to play charades, at which my prowess is legendary.
After this, we all enjoyed Jackie’s superb beef in red wine or chicken curry, or both. I partook of more of the merlot. I have no idea what the others drank, because Ian was also an excellent sommelier.