Much alcohol was consumed.
A pig and a lamb were roasted.
A band played great backgound music, then got everyone going with dance tunes even us oldies enjoyed.
Old people were bemused.
Young people did not get out of hand.
Speeches were made.
Thank-you's were offered.
No one was seriously injured. All was good.
The partygoers (all ninety of them, by our estimates) all emerged well after mid morning and did an admirable job of tidying up the paddock were the party was held. Tents were disassembled, thousands of empty beer cans were gathered, garbage disposed of and rental tables and chairs stacked and made ready for Monday pickup. The friends and birthday boy headed back to their jobs, Emily headed back to school and the rellies hooked up their caravans and have made themselves scarce. Whoosh. It got quiet here in a hurry.
|scramble, not a hike!|
|Beach at Noosa Heads|
|pre-party preparation takes place in the kitchen|
|proud aunties, mum and Nonna at the country-themed event|
|Pa and Granny Gabby, too|
|Look! Tom has mates!|
|now, THAT'S a barbecue!|
|the weather cooperated|
|Birthday Boy Tom and mum and dad|
|a few days later we did some climbing|
|What a view! Kate, turn around and look!|
|beach and boardwalk at Noosa Heads|