Work in the morning and then on to the 90th birthday celebrations for my Dad. We had lunch and then took him to church to a service that the local priest who usually visits him at home was doing.  There was tea and cake afterwards. Then back home for more cake. He had lots of cards too. Mum remembered the service and could recite it appropriately with out reading. I think they were both tired out by the end of the day. I was.