Last Saturday, we had a picnic for Greg's Should Have Been 50th birthday.
In a miracle of the Climate Gods, the weather was perfect even though it had rained solidly for the weeks beforehand and every day since (and up to 150mm / 6 inches last night alone).
I am glad we did it.
I'd forgotten who I'd invited, so as more and more people turned up, I was genuinely surprised and glad to see them. Old friends and workmates gathered and remembered in just the sort of relaxed chat-fest that was Greg's style.
