My family insisted that we celebrated my 70th (71 by Chinese calendar) in a local Chinese restaurant, Xuan Xi (meaning Happy).I limited it to two tables, for family members only. My daughter and her husband, together with three grand children, took leave and flew from Singapore to attend. My son in law gave me a good vintage whisky, my sister and brother in law, an old Camus brandy, others with wine, and other gifts. My brother could only attend on my 80th birthday!
Seventieth is just a marker on my journey. My daughter framed a picture of me when I was 20, 30, 40, 50, 60 and 70; my nephew returned my old pictures (photos I sent to my father when I was a student in Australia) – good to know I was young and handsome then, but funny that hardly any girls ever interested in me, except one.