On New Years Eve, we sat, as we have many times before, counting our blessings on soft grass that overlooks the lemon yellow and blue grey curve of Avoca Beach.
We set a table with red and white plates that were scribed with ‘Joy’ in their centre. And we ate a feast; the sort of meal you can easily produce when there are two children spread between six adults. There was a starter of ajo blanco – room temperature Spanish almond and garlic soup, studded with pomegranate seeds. For dessert we had banoffee ‘mess’ (the love child of a banoffee pie and Eton Mess). And sandwiched in the middle there was …
