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”

Goose with broken wing

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.

Lat night I saw a very sad thing - a goose with a broken wing. Tghis is one of the family of five goslings (baby geese) brought up on the pind outside Nana Ann's house in London. The motehr and father had a broof of five goslings last year, but only one survived - the otheres werte eaten by the crows. This time the parents protected all of their brood and looked after them night and day, hiding them in the long grass when they were littel. We did notice that one of the babies this year had something wrong with its wing, and now it is fully grown, it seems to us that it will never be able to fly.

Tonight I saw this goose with the broken wing sitting in the water in the middle of the pond. All the other geese had flown away, and it loolked very sad. But I suppose that staying in the middle of the pond was the best thing for it. Anyhow, this morning all the geese were back, so the goose with the broken wing was able to get together with its mummy and daddy, sisters and brothers. When they saw each other they lifted their heads up and down, up and own, as if to say hello, how are you, glaD to see you again.

Today we are off to the Isle of Wight. Your Mam's been there, we do know that, beacuse she's a very keen sailor. Today is thw start of "Cowes Week" when there are lots of yacht races around the island and all sorts of other things going on. So If your Mam is away this week, and your Dad's looking after you, that's where she'll be I'll bet.

Love from

Grandad Kit and Nana Ann