Well I’ll be. Apparently I do have a large family after all.
Last weekend most of my mum’s side of the family trekked out to the home of (and hopefully I’ve got this right) my first-cousin-once-removed “Uncle” Peter and his lovely wife Jeanette for a family reunion. While I didn’t do a proper count, I think there were about 33 of us, ranging from first to third cousins, and two dogs. As it’s been about 20 years since I’ve seen anyone on this side of the pond, it was great fun to catch up with people and we couldn’t have had better weather or a nicer location to do it in.
After spending much of the past three months in larger cities, it was beyond wonderful to spend some time in a quiet, peaceful location. Peter and Jeanette live in a lovely little village, and the day before the reunion they were kind enough to take us on a walk to explore the area. We encountered:
Horses (such as Stan here)
Quaint village houses
And the village pub. Not shown: drinking at the village pub.
The next day was the family bonanza. One of the dogs really enjoyed the country setting, taking repeated dips in the pond and insisting on showing anyone sporting white just how muddy she was. Peter came to the rescue with a watering jug.
The weekend was, ultimately, the perfect balance of relaxation in peace and quiet and a gigantic family-pa-looza, the likes of which I’ve never really seen before seeing how there are so few of us in Canada. Great to see all of you! Hopefully it won’t be another 20 years before we meet up again.