A milestone (if not a millstone) for Liz. The big half century. Of course she doesn't look anything like it - late 30s being honest and not just kind - but apparently it's true. So a nice family day: pancakes, presents, a promenade to our favourite cafe, Pain de Quotidien, Pendulum bookshop, Parque Lincoln and other things not beginning with P.
The main present was an album of well-wishes, reminiscences, photos and even poems which I've been gathering from friends around the world for the past month or two. It made me realise just how many people we know - and have stayed in touch with - old and new, far and wide. We may not seem them frequently, but they're reassuringly there.