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”

Too many sweets

You are now four years old. I am your other grandfather, the one you have just met, but only the once. At the moment, it looks highly unlikely that we will ever see you again, but whatever happens please believe that I love you dearly and always will. You are my flesh and blood, and always will be. We will meet again 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.

I'm sorry I'm not writing to you every day right now, but it is getting towards "wet towel" time and I really have to keep my nose to the grindstone. Today I had to take a break to go to the dentist (for the third of my three sessions) and once again it didn't hurt too much. But it's all down to eating too many sweets, toffees, chocolates, cakes and ice cream when I was a lad. I'm sorry, but I just couldn't resist and I didn't know any better. So I've been made to suffer ever since.

Grandad will be off on his travels again next week, and that's given me an idea. I think I'll send you and your Mam one or two cards from interesting places. Remember it was a "Thomas the Tank Engine" card that did the trick last time, when your Mam phoned me - just the once mind, but it was the first time at least since you were born! And of course that led to us getting to see you for the first (and so far only) time - that was a blessing. So I'll be on the lookout for some really nice, interesting or funny postcards to send you. You never know!

This Sunday Grandad's going in a triathlon, that's like three races in one - swimming, cycling and running. It would eb really great to have you there. "Come on Grandad!" would make me feel like an Olympic champion, even if I trail in nearly last - but I'll beat a few blokes younger than me, you can bet on it.

Your Uncle Norman rang me today. I'm due to pay him a visit, but it'll have to wait until next week.

Yesterday I went to the seaside (on business of course) but I was able to travel on this lift that goes on rails down a very steep cliff. It's a terrific ride, somethign you would realy enjoy. I always think about that, every time I get to go on something nice and interesting.

Nana Ann is hard at work too, but today she rang me at lunchtime. She's seen some pictures for a book, and I said get them - but don't pay too much.

Love from

Grandad Kit and Nana Ann