Birthday Dustin

Happy 29th birthday, Dust! Hope you have a wonderful year. As your fond and nostalgic godmother and aunt, I offer below some memories from 1984. (I am sharing memories of your youth one year at a time. Other years to come on your future birthdays.)

March 1984: lunch at Boschendal in Franschhoek. The Robertson family, with baby Dust, is in Cape Town because they've been at our wedding.

April 1984: we had a second (wedding) reception at Mom and Dad's house in Bryanston. Dusty wore primrose yellow.

It couldn't have been very long afterwards that Dustin was baptised at St Michael's Church, with a christening tea at 43 Berkeley Avenue.

Now we jump ahead a few months to winter 1984. We spend the day on the Nash farm out in the African bundu.

And then it is the end of the year: Christmas 1984. We are in Arosa, Switzerland. Mark Sater is with us for the holiday; fluffy sheepskin slippers and funky socks are in abundance.

Happy birthday, Dustin -- we'll drink to your good health and happiness tonight!