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”

250 million year old tree

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.

Now you might think Grandad is quite old (66 years old) but imagine somthing 250 million years old. A 250 million year old tree, in fact. I saw it today - it's in a town near where I live. Actually this tree has turned into stone (I'll explain how this happens another day) but you can still see its a tree in every detail. The reason for my trip was to see a man about a dog (no, that's just an expression) it was to see a man about a book (of course), a book he has written about his long and exciting life. I'm going to help him get it printed and published.

At the same time, I went to see your Auntie Rosie who has just gone to live in this particular town. I had a good chat with her about how she's getting on, and about your cousin Elaine who I haven't seen for a while but will do soon enough I hope. Elain is a lot older than you (14) and is very busy doing her own thing, including playing in a band! This is just what I was doing at her age (actually at 15) so I'm very pleased.

Nana Ann is very busy at work because people often don't come into work for one exceuse or another. That leaves Nana Ann, who never ever mises a day off work, with lots more to do. She does grumle a bit (to Grandad!) but she gets on with it, of course.

Love from

Grandad Kit and Nana Ann