Another long weekend - WA had a public holiday today for ANZAC Day. The weather was beautiful and we painted a new trim colour on our house and planted a couple of plants - it was lovely to be outside. We also caught up for friends for dinner and family and went to our friend George's 90th birthday celebration - yes, that's right, 90. I really like that we have a friend who has just turned 90 - we met George and his lovely black labrador Laddie at our local park where we walk our westie Matilda. There's a group of us who walk our dogs at the park and George's dog-walking friends were at his birthday party, along with friends of his from church, lifelong friends and loads of family - kids, grandkids and great grandkids. George is Irish so there was an Irish singalong - Danny Boy and other tunes and lots of good jokes. It was a really nice gathering of people but the best bit was listening to George. Several people gave speeches about George and shared stories. George gave a lovely speech too. He's always played Scrabble and cards and had family dinners and singalongs. He looks about 75 or maybe 80 - nowhere near 90! It was really nice listening to someone with a lifetime's worth of knowledge and experience - he would have been born at the time of the Great Depression, lived through the Twenties and Thirties and Jazz and the Second World War, he would have been alive for Gallipoli. He's lived in Ireland and Canada and Australia. He's one of the happiest people I've ever met. He has really lived life well. He really gives off the vibe that life is what you make it and he's always smiling. What a legend. Happy Birthday George.