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”

They don't want my wee

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.

Grandad went up to Newcastle again today, to a big hospital. This was just to have some tests, nothing to worry about. But they did tell me to bring a sample of my wee. So I went to my own doctor's here where I live and got a plastic bottle with a screw top. You can imagine it screws very tight - you don't want wee leakin g out into your pocket! But when I got to the hopsital they gave me the tsets all right, but when I gave them my bottle of wee thay gave it back to me and said they didn't want it. So I had to bring it all the way back home. Come to think of it now, I didn't have to do that, did I? I could just have easily put it down the hospital toilet (the wee, not the bottle) but I didn't think of that.

That's the trouble with Grandad - I'm a linear thinker, not a lateral thinker. Lateral means sideways. Nana Ann is a lateral thinker, but I rather think your Mam and Dad are both linear thinkers, just like me. So I suppose you'll be a linear thinker as well. It's just the way you're born. Lateral thinkers are good at seeing different ways round problems, linear thinkers just se one way and get on and do it - somethines good, sometimes bad.

Mentioning your Mam, she'll have had my letter today. But she's not the kind to do anything straight away. But If I don't hear from her by Thursday, I'll definitely give her a ring and take my chances. I'm coming down to London on Friday, and we hope to see you on Sunday! It could be as soon as that. to clap eyes on you (and you on us) for the very first time. That'll be a strange feeling. When my first little sister was born, I didn't see her staright away, because I was living with my Nana and Grandad and my Mam and Dad were living a long way away. And when my Mam and Dad did come, my sister wa still a baby, but quite a little bit grown. I didn't like it atall, beacuse I knew from then on I'd have to share things.

When I went to China, where most families are allowed to have only one child, I asked the children if they would have liked to have sisters and brothers. They all said "no" for the self-same reason, they'd have to share. But my sisters and I get on ok - we learned to share.

Love from

Grandad Kit and Nana Ann