Summer 1975

Actually, I have no idea if it was 1975 or not, but it might well have been. It could have been anywhere from 1970 to 1975 or so, but that's not important. It is summer, and my cousins, aunt and uncle are round. We (the kids) are in the kitchen and my uncle is outside in the garden. Without any warning, he appears at the kitchen window having been hiding underneath it, squashes his nose to the glass and sticks his tongue out. This is hilariously funny, and all the kids collapse giggling. I just feel slightly melancholy. I wish my dad were funny, or did stupid stuff, or joined in, or even noticed us.