Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Wrong day

Thank you for reading my blog. If you have difficulty seeing your grandchildren, or have any views about my situation, I would welcome your messages by e-mail through this blog site. If you wish, just use a first name or a nickname and your identity will be protected, like mine – “Grandad Kit.”

Dear “Tom”

Wrong day

I am your other grandfather, the one you have never met. You are three years old, and although I have never met you, I love you dearly and always will. You are my flesh and blood, and always will be. We will meet one day, I am sure.

Today I went to the printers to meet with the printer and a man who is designing one of my books. He's called a designer (ha ha!). But the designer wasn't ther. He got the wrong day, and he had already been the previous day. Forntunately, no damage was done, as he and the printer had duscussed waht to do with my book. But it is very annoying when people don't get the right time for a meeting - although I've done that myself more than once. But I always write the time and place of meetings in my diary, which I look at every day to see "where I am today."

In the evening I met with a lot of people who want to be local councillors (like Grandad!). To be a councillor, or an MP for that matter, you have to put your name forward. Your name is printed on pieces of paper called ballot papers, along with all the other people who want to be councillors, MPs and so on. Then all the people have a vote - that is, they mark these ballot papers to show which person they want to be elected as their MP or councillor.

The person who gets the most votes - that is, the most popular person who gets the most people to vote for them - they get elected. It's like any other contest, a game of football or cricket, there are winners and losers. The winners are very happy, and the losers are very sad. But the winners know that in a few years time, they will have to be elected again if they are to continue as councillors or MPs, and the losers know they can have another go and might be successful next time. It's all very interesting.

When you go to school, you might be asked to elect one of your classmates as form captain or whatever. You might even be interested in being a captain yourself! Why not? I can see from your photographs that you are a serious little boy. I bet you think about things a lot. That's a good thing, we should always think about things and try to understand why some things happen and why toher things don't. But don't ever worry too much about things - always try to enjoy yourself which I am sure you do.

Love from

Grandad Kit and Nana Ann

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