Cousins and Aunt's

We worked it out today, I was 16 years old when I last saw my Cousin Alan. That means it was 46 years ago!
Alan was one of those cousins that everyone loved and got along with. Our last meeting was February 1966 when I was with my Mother and Father in Tarrington, Herefordshire, at my grandmothers death bed (Annie Rose). I was in uniform as I was still in training.
Alan emigrated to Australia in the early 80's, after I'd left the RAF and gone to Saudi Arabia to work.
He came back to the UK for a short while and popped up to see us with his Sister Ann, Mother Mary and Aunty Grace.
Hope it's not another 50 years before we meet. Maybe I need a holiday to Melbourne!