March 16th – Bed Time Stories in our New Home

1999:  I waved mum off from the settee at Edons (I forgot yesterday -oops!). I was a good boy today, but still in my showing off mood a bit when mum came to collect me this evening.  I soon calmed down, and put my shoes on nicely when mum said about going out to play in the garden again when we got home.  We even put my slide together.  I can walk up it both ways with no help at all.  I thought the rabbit run was a great climbing frame too, but mum didn’t seem too impressed when I headed towards it!  I then decided to put my bike over the slide. Mum decided to take a photo, but I wasn’t very amused because the bike was stuck and I got extremely frustrated trying to get it down, and mum had photographic evidence.  Or does she?  Mum – you’re supposed to put film in the camera first!!!  Anyway, I sorted it in the end, without help, which I most definitely do not need thank you very much.  Things went fairly well tonight, until it came to cleaning my teeth – we both wanted to do it.  Well they are my teeth after all, and if I want to just suck the toothpaste off the brush then I don’t see the problem.  Mummy won in the end.  I told mum my own bedtime stories tonight – how I was sick today when I coughed in Edons car.  ‘I had to shout Edon’ for her to stop’. It’s the first mum’s heard of this, but she seems amused.  Then I told her how I’d bumped my head and chin on the ceiling, the wardrobe and the wall!

2019: Is it really here? I met mum in the Kings Head at Beccles – she stopped drinking 6 weeks ago but had a glass of wine in her hand.  Luckily she was still able to read the tenancy and sign the guarantor side of things, with strict instructions that our rent is our priority as she does not want to lose her house.  We unloaded, drove back to mums, reloaded and again unloaded after shopping in B&M for food and pillows etc. Mum is wondering when it really does start to get cheaper …….  Exhausting but wonderful day and tonight Zof and I stayed in our new home. No bedtime stories needed zzzzz

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March 14th – Cycling Mum’s and Houses

1999:  Padded into mums room and stroked her hair – well it is Mothers day and I know how to make her happy.  Nanny and Pa came round with a new kettle and I gave mum a card and a bear ornament, which I chose when I was out with Nanny.  I saw the other children playing out in the street on their bikes and after much pointing, and longing looks, mum let me have my first ride on my bike in the street.  It was great – and I only fell off once – no bumps though.  I’ve got one on my head from earlier though when Pa took me to the toilet – I bent down to wipe my willie and banged my head on the pan!  Grandma came to collect me this morning and off I went to Daddy’s, bike an’ all.  Dad is moving to Kent on Thursday, so I don’t know when I’ll get to see him again.  I had a lovely day but it was very tiring. One minute I was playing in the corner of the settee and the next thing I knew I was back at home with Uncle Teddy  (we now have a T)  cuddling me and trying to wake me up.  I  ended up going to bed early tonight –  Something to do with ‘overstepping the mark’.  Thing is I didn’t step, and I didn’t see any mark – I did hit mummy on the knee and refused to say sorry.  She did threaten me with bed, but I didn’t think she’d actually do it, but she did, and now I’m in bed – and all because Uncle Teddy woke me up when I was still tired. 

2019:  No bike riding today but a drive over to Beccles to read tenancy agreement and the first signature is on. Now its getting real. I think we are both excited and scared all at the same time. We will soon have another place to call home as I have continued adding many more home from homes over the years.

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