Aim
It’s not an entirely risk-free business, being fed bread by the Boy Wonder: he’s got quite a powerful throw now, with either arm, and his aim is improving by the week. Today R and I watched him select particular ducks … Continued
Three generations
Starting at 5.45am with the piping alarm call, “Granma! GRANMA!”, the Boy Wonder and his maternal oldies had a busy and fun-filled morning: breakfast, car ride with singing, Stratford playground, feeding of swans and geese on the Avon (no ducks … Continued
Pooh sticks
By the time I emerged from the shower this morning, R and B were already out in the garden, collecting fallen twigs to take to the bridge and throw into the stream. They came back with a sizeable collection in … Continued
Fond farewell
R and I went to Cardiff today, to meet up with our co-grandparents and help B and his parents celebrate his 2nd birthday. The Boy Wonder was on top form, and we had an excellent day. At the end of … Continued
Deer wi’ hawnsh on head
I’m going to gloss over the horrors of Friday night, I think. Suffice it to say that it didn’t go well. Nevertheless, the Boy (who, to be fair, managed around nine hours of sleep – albeit in chunks – which … Continued
More ‘tick!
“Would you like to go to the playground in the park?” enquired R. “Yes,” said B. “Mmmmm,” I said warningly. “It’ll be crazy on a Sunday.” “Probably not, at this time,” said R – at which point I realised that … Continued