My mother clocked 67 years old recently, and she and her hubby of 45 years celebrated quietly at home with visitors coming and going.

I was there with my kids and they made Granda “special editions” of their cakes and pineapple peel drinks…which she has often told them she eats with tea in the mornings.

Then they sang for her and gave her big hugs. We took a few photos, but look forward to celebrating her 70th in style with her!

NB: The gentleman in the photos is NOT me. It’s T.J, my Uncle (one of her brothers).