Sunday, 21 September 2008

CDU 168B

Tim's jeep has seen long service. Generations, literally, have been thrilled - some terrified - to bounce about those fields on the escarpment with Tim at the wheel. So, at his 60th birthday party, it was only natural for the jeep to share centre stage - as nostalgic conveyor of dear, gallant old Miley, and for two-year-old William's bone-shaker debut. (He loved it.)

And the sun shone on a lawn bearing half an octagon of tables, white-clothed and groaning with the most delicious beef. Dom toasted his Dad, and all the usual suspects drank deep of claret that was well worthy of Nivisons' glassware.

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