Happy 70th, Grandma Pat

Dear Grandma Pat,

Seventy years young and still the first one on the dance floor. Thank you for every Sunday roast, every emergency babysit, every phone call that starts with "now don't worry but" and ends with us laughing until we cry. The children think you are magic, and honestly so do we. Here's to a year full of garden centre trips, cream teas and beating everyone at Scrabble.

All our love, Sam, Jo, Ellie and Max