Quality cuzza time

After the excitement of the party, and the sadness of Dada leaving to return to the UK, Sunday was a recovery day. We spent most of it eating leftovers and hanging out with a bunch of our cousins - 3 generations of cousins! - who had come up from Sydney for the weekend.

Some of the youngest we were only just meeting for the first time and it was lovely to see everyone getting along so well, despite the age gaps and time between our visits. Hurrah for cousins!