We are in the process of hosting a barbq, in my honor, thrown by FL and Condor, to celebrate, as FL puts it, my "brave". I think he means "courage". The boys bought 9 kilos of imported beef, angus, and 3 huge racks of New Zealand lamb. There is grilled polenta, 30 litres of beer, and coke for the babies. Also, ample fresh fruit falling pastorally from the trees in the garden: figs, apples, plums, and pears. It is a gorgeous day, and everyone is so kind.
Ooh, FL just busted in on me blogging, with a huge steak al sangue, all for me!
Pictures to come.