Two Families, One Colony, One Very Full BBQ.

What a day. We’re sitting in James and Jean’s back garden, letting the late‑afternoon warmth settle around us after an amazing BBQ they put together as a welcome for our parents’ arrival on Docosie III. It still feels a little surreal having both families here at the same time but in the best possible way.

Once everyone had unpacked, we took them on a tour of the colony. There was something quietly satisfying about showing them the places that have become part of our daily rhythm. With two spare rooms at home, hosting them is easy, and the house feels fuller in a way that’s comforting rather than chaotic.

I get on incredibly well with Ranih’s parents. Her mother, Olla, is an absolute delight. Warm, quick‑witted, and effortlessly kind. Her father, Cerzel, is every bit the gentleman: polite, thoughtful, and with a dry humour that sneaks up on you. Watching them interact with my parents has been a joy. At one point, the four of them wandered off to a quieter corner of the garden with a bottle of wine and four glasses, already deep in conversation like they’d known each other for years.

Ranih and I exchanged a look when we caught them glancing over at us, laughing in that way parents do when they’re clearly discussing their children. Our ears were definitely burning.

As for the food, James outdid himself. The grill was his stage today, and he delivered. We’re all full, content, and just a little drowsy from good food, good company, and the feeling that everything is exactly as it should be.