This weekend the Trundle tribe made their way from London and the south coast, to converge in the sleepy little village of Grendon. Once more, every bedroom was full in my parents home as siblings, spouses and friends gathered to celebrate the birthday of my little bro, the son and heir, Mr Adam Trundle.
It was a particularly enthusiastic celebration as little Trund' (as he's affectionately known) has just recovered from a particularly horrible bout of pneumonia. The put-you-in-the-hospital-miss-Christmas-kind. It was horrible to see him so ill, so this weekend was all the sweeter for having his energy, health and sarcasm back among us. As he missed his favourite time of year we decided to turn his Birthday weekend into a mini Christmas break resplendent with tree, crackers, hats and all.
We bowled, we took a trip to the flicks, we ate, we watched classic Trundle movies/TV, we ate, we laughed, we ate... It was awesome. I am super proud of my gorgeous little brother. He is a fine young man and now able to grow a fine beard :) Happy Birthday Abi. May this year be full of adventure and no more trips to the hospital xx