A CELEBRATION AT THE GLASSHOUSE MOUNTAINS

The Glasshouse Mountains are an hour and half drive north of Brisbane. They were named by Captain James Cook back in 1770 when he discovered the east coast of Australia. As he sailed north he saw the mountains reflecting sun on the water falling down the mountainsides looking like glass so he named them the Glasshouse Mountains. They are actually volcanic cores left behind as the volcanoes weathered away over millions of years. 

The Glasshouse Mountains

There is a village nearby which is also called Glasshouse Mountains and that is where my friend's, Ben and Lyn daughter Yolande lives. Yolande organised a party for her parents' Golden Anniversary (50 years). So we drove there last weekend and attended their party. (And ate too much food). There were many relatives and friends there. 

Bill and his friend, Ben migrated from Switzerland together back in 1967. They came here to learn English, stay here for the required two years and then return home to Switzerland. Somehow that didn't happen. They fell in love with Australia and Australians. They both married and stayed forever. We have stayed friends since then. 

Friends since the seventies.

50 years married. Cutting the Black Forest Cake a favourite of the Europeans.

Ben and Lyn had three children, Natalie, (in green top), Yolande (in pink top) and Jason (behind Lyn with no cap) The rest are grandchildren and great grandchild. Lyn is holding a book of their lives together and a voucher for a holiday given to them from their children. It was fun meeting all the other friends and relatives. After eating too much party food we made our way home. I slept well that night.