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My father's 88th birthday.

We had a family gathering to celebrate with him. Rosie sent greetings and photos from Spain. And I set up a FaceTime call with Chris and Natasha for him. He's not using the telephone much anymore - seems to find dialling difficult - so it was nice for them to catch up.

Dad was pretty mellow this evening, which was nice. As his dementia advances, his eccentricities are taking on new nuances, and talking to him is sometimes extremely challenging.

I love my dad.