As I am not (sigh) flying much at the moment, this is about the only thread I can post on topic.
Mrs Blinky and I have seven kids, all now adults, and one grandkid. A huge financial sink for sure, but all our own doing - my wife would have had a dozen if circumstances had gone our way.
Anyway, amid the normal travails of family life, there are special days which I will take to my grave. One was last Saturday. My third child's 30th birthday, and one which she has been planning for ages. In the morning her new boyfriend, a very large, gentle and friendly carpenter came around with his tools and insisted on fixing all the small maintenance jobs I've been putting off. Then the party.
At a nearby restaurant she booked, with about 80 friends, many of whom we saw grow up. One of the things we are most proud of is when all our kids get together with partners, they talk, laugh and get on like a house on fire. Not every family (from experience) gets on like this. The band was terrific, and what made the night was the video one of the boys put together. He's the Melbourne Demons Media Manager (a decade younger than every other AFL Media Manager) and he had AFL players and commentators wish my daughter a happy birthday, including a couple who insisted she was an ex-girlfriend.
One of the best things is that me and my wife were not tolerated as token oldies, but were treated as part of the group.
All the kids and partners came around yesterday for Father's Day, and this would normally be the highlight of the month. As good as it was, it was a distant second to the 30th.
We are very, very lucky.
Sorry about such a self indulgent post......