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”

Work work work

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.

Enjoy being a kid, because when you grow up there's bound to be a time when you have to work, work, work. That time is now for Grandad. I absolutely must finish this book by the end of this month, and there's two more waiting to be done when that's finished! Trouble is, various people have ben promising me pictures for my book but just haven't sent them. You can sent pictures from one computer to another, I think it's marvellous. But, while computers are marvellous (when they work!) and do everything in a blink of an eye (including sending everything you did in the last half hour into the ether, never to return) unfortunately people just haven't caught up. Lazy people are still lazy, people who promise and don't deleiver still promise and don't deliver. I'd rather they just said "no" - it would be more honest and would save me a lot of bother, waiting on and wondering if and when to send a reminder. But, I've never missed a deadline yet!

But enough of my troubles. You certainly don't want to hear about them. Did you know I've got a whole bag full of dinky cars, just waiting for a little lad to play with them. I originally gave them to your Uncle Norman, thinking he would like to have a sort of exhibition of them, as he has a few on display (you saw these and played with a few of them when you and your Mam and Dad went to see him last year, and I've got a photo to prove it! But he gave them me back, so since then they've been languishing in a bag in the hall. Some little lad's going to get them one day. If it's not you, I'll just have to find someone else to give them to.#

There'll be lots of pictures of funny little railways and trains in my new book, when it comes out (next year, if you can wait that long). I just know you'll like them. Now it's back to the grindstone.

Love from

Grandad Kit and Nana Ann