It’s late again, and we’ve just been to a barbecue to celebrate Julia’s sister’s 50th birthday. It’s amazing how things change over the years. I won’t labour the point but when I first met the family there were none of the grey-haired, balding, wrinkly brothers-in-law that were in evidence today (and I include myself in that number). Nor were the alluring siren-like and sophisticated sisters-in-law anywhere – they were mere giggly girls in those days.
So, as a quick fix – more Malta guest photos in the style of those from yesterday