My iPad wouldn’t let me write text yesterday hence the rather brief entry.
1 We had beautiful journey up to London starting with mists in the valleys through Cornwall then such a blue sky for the rest of the way.
2 That meant five hours to read, chat, knit one of a pair of bootees and do the crossword. Bliss!
3 When we arrived at Woodside Green tube station and before the train had left we could hear a little voice calling, “GrannyGrandgrand, GrannyGrandgrand!” and as the train drew way we could see Jake with his Daddy. There’s something very special about being a Grandparent.
