Sunday, 3 June 2012
Meccano! Or, Raining on the Queens' parade
The golf buggy was given to me by Gordon. He is a golfing friend of Grandads and was a head teacher in his previous life. He bought me the vehicle and wrote me the following letter here transcribed exactly - when I was 4 months old.
23rd April 2006
Now then lad,
You have no idea who I am but I know your Grampa. Yes, I know. Dreadful isn't it. But press on.
After a hot dog and chips (which ElizabethsMum had to wait half an hour for) we decamped to Erins' house where we played Displays Of No Apparent Purpose and drew flags. The strong winds blew heavy rain clouds all over us. Bedtime was late for everyone.