Ever since their last meeting Grandson Two has been mildly obsessed with his uncle, demanding to view H’s Instagram reels on endless repeat in a way that must have driven the Cardiff crew mildly demented. Yesterday morning he was told … Continued
As the Boy Wonder and I were walking towards the park, he stopped to admire a roller that was parked close to where a piece of road is being dug up, and asked what it was for. I explained that … Continued
We had a lovely afternoon with my sister and my two nephews, whom I don’t see nearly often enough. The Boy Wonder was a little shy at first – “They worried me at first, because they were huge men,” he … Continued
When the Boy Wonder arrived home from school he asked for a cookie, and I offered him a dark chocolate ginger biscuit. “Mmmm,” he said appreciatively after taking a bite. “Spicy. Can I have another one?” “Finish that one first,” … Continued
After lunch the Boy Wonder asked to go to the park, and for the first time chose to walk all the way there. By the time we were about a hundred metres from the gate he was clearly flagging, but … Continued
“Quick,” I said, “before you go – let me get a photo of you all.” I can’t decide who needs a bit of a talking-to first: the trio on the left, who are old enough to be expected to behave … Continued
