What a lovely day we had for Zachy's 4th birthday party. Warm, clear weather made it ideal for us to have our entertainer, Mr. Marvel, amuse the kids in the garden (that's backyard to you American-types), which the other day had been weeded, trimmed, and generally beautified by our Dickensian-named gardener, Simon Hornblower. The kids had a blast watching the magic show, dancing to bubbles, and eating pizza and cake. The adults were able to hang out as well and enjoy the sunshine (and pizza and cake). Zoe, our fearless and admired helper, was rapid-fire on organizing all the plates, pizza boxes, wrapping paper, etc., so that by the time 50 people left our house in the early afternoon, our home was virtually spotless. Now that's a nice feeling....Fortunately, not everyone left at party's end and what transpired was one of those perfect summer afternoons that you could never totally plan; they just have to happen. Maybe it was the gallons of shiraz-grenache blend and that case of Stella or maybe the weather or maybe the smell or charcoal in our little Weber grill sizzling up cheeseburgers and dogs or maybe the kids playing nicely in the garden for hours, but most certainly it was the people. London and this whole thing have been a great adventure but it would be an extended and increasingly hollow vacation without the many friends we've been priveleged to make over the past year. To those that stuck around and gave us what will unquestionably be one of the best times we will have had during this ride: Thanks.
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