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”

News from the pond

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.

Back at Nana Ann's, I have good news from the pond. By the way, this is quite a lrage pond, just about large enough to sail a small dinghy in. All the geese were on the pond in a big flotilla, like a load of ships, when I spotted him - broken wing. He was born earlier this year, but now is fully grown. He looks very healhty, but I'm still not sure if he can fly or not because he has two large parts of his wings that stick out on either side. Anyway, I got Nana Ann out of the house,a nd broken wing then decided to have a bath. He aws diving his head under the water and letting the water run doen his back, very vifgorously. he was really enjoying it (so were we). And then he cleaned all his braest feathers with his beak, very thoroughly. and finall he flapped his wings to dry himeslf off and did he look smart.

Then we were off to the seaside for various meetings. Our hotel has a balcony overlooking the sea. We watched the bords - the big,c heeky seguls who jump on top of cars and slide down the windscreen (I'm not kidding), and the pigeos who gather on top of a small dome. There's room only for a dozen pigeons there, so when another pigeon comes along, the others say "you can't land here, there's not enough room" (or at least Nana Ann says it for them, she's good at that sort of thing).

I met a frined of mine with his wife and their little boy - just like you. It made me think. Last tiem we were here, we met your cousins and their little girl They've had another baby since then, but they are living in another country now so it may be a while before we see them again.

No word from your Mam

Love from

Grandad Kit and Nana Ann