BBQ king

On the Thursday J's uncle and family had arranged to come down to visit us. In order to celebrate Uncle John's upcoming birthday we had planned to hold a BBQ. And miraculously the weather on the Thursday was perfect. The wind had dropped, the skies had cleared and the sun was shining.
It was flawless.
J, my BBQ king set about organising the food whilst Rachel and grandad headed over on an emergency mission to Sarah's flat with her car keys that grandad had managed to bring home with him the night before...
Speaking of which I have not yet alluded to the fact that having booked this holiday last year, expressly so we would be close to Sarah, Adam and baby, just over a month ago they moved back to London!
Luckily they still had access to the flat so Sarah and baby Zach managed to join us for the whole week, with Adam joining around work.
Rachel was particularly overjoyed at seeing her baby cousin and so we all ensured that she got to spend every moment possible with him and Auntie Sarah. She gave him cuddles, fed him his baby mush and milk, helped to bath him and played with him. She was in heaven.
Anyway back to my BBQ king. Everyone arrived at midday, from all directions and J served us up a storm. Burgers, sausages, marinaded chicken, potatoes, salad, crisps. Fantastic food, weather, company and I even cracked open a bottle of Crabbies.
After lunch there was the handing over and opening of gifts for Uncle John followed by the fantastic cake that Maz and Rachel had made for the occasion.
Then J, Rachel and I braved the sea. Of course Rachel wussed out as soon as a bit of sea water got on her face and in her mouth, but she sat wrapped in her towel on the beach watching her parents amusing attempt to look cool in the surf with body boards to complete the craziness!
And no day is complete without being nagged to paint Rachel's face - although the more I do it the better I get!
And then to finish off a beautiful day we had curry on the decking as the sun lowered itself to bed.
Beautiful.