Darcy is 12 today. Tall, lanky, good-looking and a naturally gifted athlete, he is gonna win hearts when he starts getting interested in all that stuff. Which is gonna be pretty soon I reckon.

He's my nephew. He calls me Aunty Party sometimes (actually something that Evie started I believe). I seem to have acquired a kind of Auntie Mame image which is amusing - I like being thought of as an eccentric bachelorette with a taste for parties. I also like that Auntie Mame was very fond of her nephew. Coz I am too. (I have 2 of them to be fond of, lucky me!)

When we talked on the phone last week, he begged me to come back to Oz for his birthday. Ouch. It sucks being so far away from them!

Happy Birthday Darcy, I love you! Make sure your Dad checks the Post Office Box every day till my present arrives. Evie's is in there too - I've been a busy aunty.