Sunday, May 27, 2007

Rosebuds and a "cracket"

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”

Rosebuds and a "cracket"

I am you 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.

You know I've had roses blooming almost all the year round? The buds that are coming through now seem to be a deep red, rather than the pink and white they usually show. How can this be? Or haven't I noticed it before?

Nana Ann hasn't been very well this weekend, so we missed our usual evening telephone call. There was a cold wind today when I went out for a run, but I didn't mind as it keeps me cool.

I've just had an email from a man who is interested in me writing a book, but he has to pay me enough money to make it worth while! If we agree on the money, writing this book will involve Grandad going all over the country (again!) and so I'll be even busier than ever. Better too much work to do than too little!

Did I tell you I have got a special chair for one of your cousins. He's only two years old, just about half your age. I like to get all my grand-nephews and grand-neices a specially-made, very small chair or stool that only they can sit on. These are made of wood and should last for ever. When they get too big to sit on them, I hope they'll pass them on to a younger brother or sister, or keep it for their own children.

I would just love to get you a special stool that only you can sit on. It's called a "cracket" with a round top and three legs, just like a little milking stool. In fact, it could be used for milking.

Love from

Grandad Kit and Nana Ann

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