grandad kit

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”

Bilbao - where's that?

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. I am writing this daily "blog" to you to make up for the fact that I can't speak to you right now. I hope that one day you will be able to read this and then you will know that Grandad Kit and Nana Ann always did care for you, right from the day you were born.

I gave you a clue yesterday. Bilbao's in Spain, on the north side. But it's a great city, and there's lots you would enjoy. There's a walkway alongside the river, large and samll pay areas, a huge adventure playground, and lots of steps up to this big museum. Then there are the stautes. One is of a great big spider. If you go underneath bewteen her long legs, you can see that's it's a Mother spider because she is carrying a lot of eggs in her belly. Just as well those eggs can't hatch - you wouldn't like to have a load of big baby spiders running around!

There's a tram that runs along the river. Grandad went on it, but only after you have to go into a sort of bank place to buy it. There are lots of bridges across the river, but no boats. The boats don't come this far up the river now - they used to - even though the tide comes in and out twice a day, just like on the River Thames and the River Tyne.

Tomorrow we go to a special town called Guernica.

Love from

Grandad Kit and Nana Ann