October 26th From Breakdowns to Breakthroughs

1999: Five o clock start this morning but played in my room until mum got up at six.  We did really well for time this morning and it would have continued if mummy hadn’t been so silly.  We turned out of our road when I had to say “mummy, my belt not on”.  She pulled over, strapped me in, went to pull away and stalled the car.  She then tried to start it over and over until it stunk of petrol.  We had to walk back home, get Al up (who had been working all night) and eventually we were back on the road.  When mum picked me up tonight I looked for sweeties.  She said she hadn’t bought me any but that she had bought me a present to which I said “oh, thank you mummy” – until I saw it – it was a boring old coat and a pair of army pyjamas.  Didn’t want tea tonight as decided to convince myself it was horrible before I’d even tried it.  I wrapped up warm and played in the garden – mending, building and working.

2019: No overtime for me today after all, which was just as well as yesterday was pay day. Nice date night at Bella and then out for a few bevvies and dancing. Great night but feeling a bit tired today. Missed the rugby as ad to drop Zof off for a nail course but mum has recorded it. Not that I could avoid hearing we are through to the world cup final as its everywhere!

#kids #parents #cars #work #BellaItalia #Datenight #Rugby #WorldCup

October 24th – Rugby Muddy Bakes

1999:  I awoke in the early hours to find mummy asleep on the bathroom floor!  It frightened me a bit and I started to cry which woke her up.  She took me to her bed but I didn’t like that much either because Al was there and snoring very loudly, so mum and I ended up in my bed!  Al made me a bacon sandwich for breakfast.  When mummy got up we went to see Nanny and then mum went to see Bomper.  We had egg and bacon for lunch and when mummy came to collect me she had to wait while Pa and I made some bread.  Once home I played in the garden and got very very muddy and ended up in the bath before tea.

2019: Used to love baking with Pa. He had a bread maker and I used to sit on the kitchen side watching the mixture go round and round. Although I love cooking, I don’t really do much baking – unless you can count packet cake mix?! Belatedly watched the England v Australia highlights – Watts interception was insane  as was the grubber kick. Going to miss England v All Blacks on Saturday as have put down to work overtime.  Mum’s worried I’m going to tire myself out but my thinking is I’m tired either way, so might as well get paid for it

#mentalhealth #crohns #work #kids #parents #grandparents #Rugby #cooking #baking

March 10th Adults – hinderance and help

1999:  Mum tried to fob me off this morning by putting me in her bed, with my milk, to drink alone but I had other ideas.  I looked at her really really sweetly, patted the bed beside me and said “ Mum”.  It worked like a charm and she obliged (for a whole 5 minutes). Went to Edons and when mum picked me up tonight she bought me a packet of crisps and I was on my best behaviour getting into the car extremely nicely, with no fuss.  We called in to see Nanny and Pa, I think it was because I kept saying “Nan, Nan, Nan” for the first 3 minutes of the journey.  We ended up staying for tea and Uncle Eddy called in as well.  I’m doing well for attention this week.  Nan has bought me a new stool, which I was chuffed with, until Pa and Mummy tried to confuse me.  I mean I knew it was a stool, it was perfectly obvious to me, but they thought it was a table.  What planet are they on?  You know us kids would learn a lot faster if we weren’t hindered by adults.

2019: Haven’t managed to get back to rugby but went to watch U11 rugby today at Wymondham and then drove to Acle to meet mum who brought my paperwork half way. Mum to the rescue again! She cant complain too much as I take after her!

#toddlers #growingup

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March 5th – Holy Barking Falling Tackles!

1999:  Mums impressed as I’m sleeping through again.  I find it’s nice to lull her in to a false sense of security.  Had milk and bix downstairs watching TV and then I was off to Edons for the until midday when  Edon dropped me off at Nanny’s..  I walked in, sat on the stairs and called ‘Bomps’, but he isn’t here today as Nanny has a cold.  Uncle Tel, Tez, Eddy (dependent on mood) called round this afternoon and we had great fun playing.  You wouldn’t believe he’s nearly 30 really.  When mum came home we showed her our new game – Uncle Eddy falling over backwards whilst holding me in his arms.  She said she hoped I wouldn’t expect her to do it! Tonight  Aunty Bim came round with a new addition – Jarvis her West highland ’god’ (which is apparently funny). 

2019: I was dyslexic ok? Still am but just never fully diagnosed. But I now know its a DOG. Thanks to computers! The worst thing for me (and mum) is the complete disorganisation and forgetfulness. Apparently it was rugby training tonight …. I’ll aim for it again on Thursday.

#dyslexia #memory #rugby #dogs

February 10th Temper Tantrums, Haircuts and Rugby

1999:  A bit of comfort in mums bed this morning with the quilt back on the mattress.  Really need to stop this habit but neither of us wants to; it’s quite nice really, snuggling up together.  Only problem is – this can’t really go on for the next 10 years.  Woke up at 7.15, oops!  Mummy really should get a plastic sheet for this bed.  Off we set for a very, very mischievous day at Edons.  It was reported to mummy that I tried to bite Jakes arm because he was holding onto my buggy.  Later I was fighting over some Duplo and ended up throwing it in some kids face.  They have narrowed it down to the Dolly mixtures – it’s great this – they think you’re such an angel that they blame it on the food!  Are they mad?  I was just feeling really naughty okay!  Mum attempted to cut my hair tonight with new clippers, but I wriggled and complained and now have a new stripy, itsy bitsy hair do.

2019:  Lots of “accidental hair cuts” over the years. I remember flying to Ireland once, having to wear a cap the whole time and going straight to a hair dressers from the airport. Wouldn’t let mum anywhere near my hair now – it has to be a perfect skin fade. Loved watching the mischief of rugby between Norwich and Holt under 12’s today – slipping and sliding in the rain and the mud and England muller France in the six nations in the dry and warm at home

#toddlers #grwoing up #pottytraining #hair #skinfade #sweet #Enumbers #rugby #sixnations #England #norwich #holt

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January 29th – Potty Training and Rugby

1999:  Apparently mummy didn’t go to bed until midnight last night and awoke at 2 o’clock to hear me calling ‘Mum, Mum’.  She found me on the floor between her bed and her chest of drawers.  I’d sneaked in but then fallen out again!  I woke up at 8, in mummy’s bed, but no mum.  She must be up before me again.  I called her and she called back, I followed the sound of her voice only to find her tucked up in my bed.  Bonus!  Mum’s not going to work today as she’s not feeling well – she did have a late night after all.  We had a lazy, relaxing morning with lots of cups of tea.  Mum lay on the settee and I was really good, although I think she tended to find my continual ‘No’ a bit annoying.  Well she’s ill; I’m only giving her a bit of her own medicine.  Mum decided to go and have a relaxing bath, which she had, with one addition – me.  I thought I’d give mum a rest beings she’s poorly and had an afternoon nap.  I even got her out of the house this afternoon – I woke up soaked and so did the bed, and so we spent the rest of the afternoon at the launderette.

2019: Another day working whilst mum continues to rest in Lincolnshire.  Apparently today she bumped into the mum of an old school and football friend. Yes I played football but much preferred my rugby, playing wing and fullback for Boston for several years and training with Leicester Tigers  who mum follows to this day. We also had training with Southern Hemisphere coaches and learnt the Hacker which was awesome. Unfortunately, I had to give up rugby aged 15 due to two airlifts, hyper flexibility and no longer wanting the pain but it still calls me …….

 #rugby #football #toddlers #mums #childhood #adulthood #growingup #toilettraining

January 23rd – In Remembrance of Abigail

1999: – I felt a bit kinder today and slept until 8, which seemed to please mum, but we didn’t lounge around as we apparently had a busy schedule ahead.  We started in Asda getting Bombers shopping which mummy found very confusing due to all the fresh food on the list.  Honestly, how the other half live, mummy feeds me from packets, tins and the freezer!  In protest I kept swinging my feet as I sat in the trolley and putting dirty foot prints all over her beige jeans (well I ask you, what a colour to wear).  She was not impressed, but my fun didn’t last long as she robbed me of my trainers.  Once we’d loaded up the car we went to the dentist but there was a long delay.  Mummy didn’t seem to mind though; she just made another appointment for another day.  Seems strange for her to be so cheerful about an inconvenience, perhaps she really likes the dentist and doesn’t mind when she lets her down.  We called in to see Nanny and Pa and then to Bompers to deliver his shopping. Next we went to see  Karen at the Rugby pitch where her husband Mark was playing.  I found it very frustrating though as I was strapped in my buggy, having to watch mud covered men running after a funny shaped ball.  I thought it would have been far more fun if mum had let me out of the buggy and let me run around after the ball, Karen agreed but mum didn’t give in and I remained restrained.  I got my own back later though when we went on to the club for a drink and saw two men playing pool – I decided to make the game more fun by moving the balls, they didn’t seem to mind, but mum spoilt the fun as always.  We went back to Karen’s and I played with her daughter Abigail,  affectionately known to me as ‘Agal’ and we stayed the night, with Agal’s cot next to my bed.

2019: This morning mum had to get up early with me to take my bloods for monitoring due to immunosuppressants – I keep telling her I’m far too busy to drop by the hospital. Although I managed to get home early today as need to pick Caine up from the station as he has just got back onshore and missed my birthday celebrations. Mum’s still muttering something about priorities.

Sadly A’gal died when she was 7 following a road traffic incident. She was living in Ireland with Karen and Mark and her younger sister Kate.  Her parents have set up The Abby Harding Memorial Foundation with every bit of money raised going directly to families of children with acquired brain injury. We are still in contact and have been to one of the foundation balls which are held every couple of years

https://www.facebook.com/The-Abby-Harding-Memorial-Foundation-587892691315979/