It was that overcast, grey, very light rainy, warm enough for shorts and a t-shirt weather, which I kind of like.

Rain dripped from the umbrellas we were sitting under, which is kind of melancholic and heart warming, dare I say a certain kind of romantic.

Jane has always been that kind of semi alternative, Northcote set, so they were the people present.

All lovely to be with.

Step son Jay has grown into quite a boy.

His girlfriend is some kind of goth chick with multiple face piercings and heavy black makeup. Not sure what Jay sees in that? But, I don't have to, do I?

Jay had some mates there, and they all went and played games halfway through the arvo.

Jane had her friends there too and we chatted house sales and life and reminisced.

There were a few guys at the venue in really awful clothes, and Jane was quick to tell me that now a days, the worse the clothes, the cooler they are considered.

Jules turned up towards the end, he'd been playing netball with his mob and was bruised and damaged.

We stayed until mid afternoon when we headed home when Jules did. I gave Jay a hug and wished him happy birthday. Oh, to be 22 again, happy to have made it through, hey.