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”

Sore eye

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.

After all the excitement yeserday, it's poerhaps not surprising that today was a bit of a let-down, "after the Lord Mayor's Show" as we say. The fact is that I woke up with a sore eye, a very sore eye. It was so sore, I've had to go around all day with a black eye-patch, like a pirate. I think this is the way God or Nature tells us that we can't expect life to be a "bed of roses" all the time. Into each life a little rain must fall, but hopefully not too much rain. In fact it has been raining quite hard up here in the North country these last two days, and there has been some flooding hereabouts.

The rain didn,t bother me when I was at the runnign trcak today, in three races. I didn't do very well, but I was able to pick up quite a few points for myself and for my club team. Our team is equal top of the league at present, so every point counts. We have won the league these last two years, so we want to make it three in a row by winning it again this year.

Meantime, Nana Ann has been "putting the house to rights." Everywhere she's been, she's found dust, untidymess and in some parts there has been plaster falling down. I've never noticed! But the gouse is warm and comfortable. And of course Nana Ann got her cup of tea in bed when she woke up this morning, as she always does when we are together. And I've made the breakfats, lunch and dinner, as I usually do when we don't go out to eat. I made Nana Ann one of her favourite meals - cheese omelette with mushrooms, baked potato, green beans and asparagus. I had corn on the cob as well, which Nana Ann doesn't like.

I hope my eye will be better tomorrow - and I hope Nana Ann doesn't mind me having a glass of wine before we go to bed!

Love from

Grandad Kit and Nana Ann