October 6th – Stormy Weather

1999:  Into bed with mum at 5.45 then said “come on mummy, get up!”  We had milk and tea and watched Sesame Street and then mum went up to get ready for work.  Went to Edons and Nan collected me as usual.  Bomper was in the car and I ran to give him a big hug and kiss.  It was cold this morning, but very sunny this afternoon so I was able to play in the garden for a while. Nanny gave me a packet of 12 cherry tomatoes.  I gave one to Bomper and when Nanny next looked there was only one left.  What’s wrong with that then?  I liked them and I did share.  That and the lactulose should work well – and it did – not quiet in the right place – but it worked.  When mummy arrived Pa was already home, but for once I gave him a rest and had a dance with mummy.  I didn’t eat any tea but I had been stuffing all day. 

Now: Cold today too with relentless rain battering the country. Most of Suffolk and Norfolk roads were under water and turned to rivers, making for an eventful journey to get Kiegan back home. Lots of road closures and lots of detours but we made it. Mum is now talking about stem cell treatment from umbilical cords. They apparently collect this in England at a few hospitals, one of which is Norwich. Lots of information on how to donate but not any on how to receive this yet.

#rain #floods #stemcelltreatment #Norwich #babies #Umbilicalcord #crohns #constipation

January 13th – What Chance did I have?

1999: After breakfast I wanted to take the lift, I called it, we got in and I pressed G for ground.  I kept on pressing G and all that happened was the doors kept opening and closing and eventually mum said we’d best get out as it obviously wasn’t working.  As we walked out, mummy suddenly realized that we had already walked up the stairs from the basement and were on the ground floor.  So much for the responsible, guiding adult.  When we eventually got back to the room we wrapped up really warm, complete with fleece, waterproofs, wellies and hats, picked up our buckets and spades and off we set for the beach.  After a fair walk we eventually arrived at the beach only to discover there wasn’t one as the tide was right in and the water looked very stormy.  I settled for jumping in puddles, walking along the walls and running across the green instead.  We decided to go back to the hotel as mum said I could go in Billy Bears Den, but we got there to discover we had half an hour to wait before it opened.  Mummy seemed more disappointed than me, I thought it was great as Pat kept me amused.  No mummy don’t shoot him.   We went to dinner via the cellar bar and Postman Pat.  Mummy says that next year, instead of a holiday, she’s going to hire me a Pat ride for a week; if only! I had so  many rides mum needed a wee before dinner and has now discovered the true meaning of using a public loo.  As she was sat weeing, I unlocked the door and threw it wide open.  Not contented with this I ran out of the toilets leaving mummy frantically trying to stop weeing, pull knickers up and catch me before I ran out the doors of the hotel. 

2019: Its surprising I turned out as fine tuned considering my ditzy mum as a role model. No longer have any of my childhood videos (or a player) although I did hang on to the Wiggles one for a while as mum really didn’t like that one. Toot Toot, Chugger Chugger Big Red Car. Perhaps I should swap my silver Golf ………. More into horror movies now (although mum thinks there is a similarity here) and making Zof jump whenever I can. Have had a relaxed weekend together but rang mum today to check what time she is home tomorrow so I can tidy up!