Thank you @liesl Gibson , I will, it was a lot of fun.
My favourite moment was one of the uncles dragging Hugo’s old go-cart up and down the track with passenger after passenger while 30 odd whooping children ran after them, like a noisy parade.
The no gifts/bring a salad worked beautifully. The mix of delicious food was wonderful and we ate the leftovers for two days. ( I left a pile of take away containers out in my kitchen and many people happily put their leftovers in them and then popped it in my fridge)
It had its hairy moments such as when some likely lads lit the bonnie and we had 40 foot flames shooting up in the sky.
My brother swagged in the fire unit ute, over night, so he could keep an eye on it for me.
It was too warm for much dancing so Jed and my brother took a couple of ute loads out for a drive around the farm. it was a moonlit night and they saw a lot of animal night life.
At 3:30 am a bunch of teens decided to go swimming in the pool so I snuck out on my bedroom verandah with a book and a cup tea to keep an eye on them.
I started breakfast at 9 am the next day. Bodies emerged from swags like bedraggled butterflies for bacon, eggs, pancakes and Buck’s Fizz for those old enough ( several neighbours dropped in as well)
We all had a blast but I am quite glad I have a two year gap before I have to do it all again.