Saff me! (a 90th birthday in Norwich)

On Sunday, the closest members on my dad's side of the family converged in Norfolk to celebrate my granddad's 90th birthday. It's a good two & a half - three hour drive but what with all the sunshine (and no traffic whatsoever) it turned out to be a rather nice journey. We even arrived early and had enough time to stop of at Elveden for a coffee and a short stroll in the forest as well as a quick wander around Norwich city before meeting everyone for lunch.

Lunch turned into a 3 hour chatting, eating, drinking sesh before we all headed back to my uncle's to have pink champers and cake. And here's the man himself, glass of bubbly in hand :) He gave us quite a scare 3 years ago when he went into hospital but you'd never have guessed it had you seen him at the weekend - surrounded by his sons, grand-children and his three great grand-children! 'Saff' is one of his words - a substitute for an expletive - which always used to amuse my sister and me when we were little, and still does today really. So, here's to the next 10 saffing years granddad :)