The last two days have been very exciting for me. On the 21st of April, we celebrated our oldest son’s 50th birthday. We sent him a card showing a piñata on a psychiatrist’s couch. Inside it reads “I feel your pain.” And I wrote in it, “If you think it’s painful turning 50, imagine our pain at having a child turning 50!” Also on the 21st of April, two years ago, I started from Pamplona on my journey across Spain. So two good reasons for celebrating. Then at about 2 AM the following morning, our youngest son called with the news that Cian, our only grandchild, now has a sister Isabella Marian, born at 1:05 AM on the 22nd of April to share the onerous duties of being a grandchild. That gives us exactly two grandchildren, one of each type – a perfect matching set. We left Ottawa yesterday morning, drove to visit our newest grandchild in hospital, then came to Cian’s home near Toronto where we are looking after him. It’s wonderful!