Birthday Bash

Joint barbeque between me and my daughter, India, who has a birthday ten days later than me. Few people braved the cold evening until the fire got going then they were all out there. Lots of food, lots of alcohol and lots of dogs who occasionally disgraced themselves (himself - we know who it was (Pi)) by nipping other dog and taking every opportunity to swipe food off various tables and kitchen sides especially the one remaining chicken kebab chef had set aside for himself. He has developed a specially long flexible tongue (Pi that is - not chef) for swiping the table, scooping up said food all done at a run. Done and dusted at the blink of an eye. You have to admire him!