Happy birthday, Ron!

Happy birthday to my dear son, Ron!

Now, I promise not to embarrass you on your birthday by telling any of what you children call Mum's 'soppy stories!' But I do get sentimental, thinking back and reflecting on how you've grown, and what a fine young man you're turning out to be. Your Dad was so very proud of you, and I am, too!

Errol just returned home. I'm a little relieved: I feared the basket might be a little heavy for him. I hope you enjoy it, dear.