S Diary Entry – This is my diary entry I found amongst my correspondence dated 4 Feb 1995. Today I “woke up”, the sun shone and I rediscovered my garden. I thought it was utterly dead but it was just sleeping. I wandered about in it, there is much to do. Most of my seedlings have survived in the greenhouse. My mood lifted, the dark clouds … Continue reading Life and Death in a Garden.
3 February, 1995. Tell me something Sis, Would you be upset or uncomfortable if your progeny turned out to be more intelligent than you? Or would you be pleased that you could squeeze out something of such high quality? What if it was more intelligent only in certain fields, not in others? How about if it completely outshone you in all respects? Would you feel … Continue reading Sis, I have a few questions about your impending Motherhood.
22 Dec 1994 Dear S, Jack and “Shrimp”. The postie has been very busy bringing our mail from far away and thanks very much. First there was the lovely English calendar, we’ll put up on 1st of January. Then the packet of lovely tea and today the very beautiful Xmas card, such a special one and the parcel of pure almond marzipan fruits, goodness me. … Continue reading They paved paradise and put up a Safeway Store.
20 Dec 1994 To My Precious First Grandchild, Yesterday I experienced probably the greatest thrill since your mother and Uncle J were born. How wonderful to be able to see you before you are actually born. To see those little arms and legs and to know that although you’re a product of your Mummy and Daddy, there is a little bit of me in there … Continue reading A Note To My Precious Unborn Grandchild
16 Dec 1994 – FAX To My Dear Nana and Uncle J, Here are the photos taken this morning, I do hope you can make sense of them on the fax. The nice lady at the hospital who took my photo said that I am the right size for Mummy’s dates so I should be here to see you on the 2nd of June. Mummy … Continue reading Baby’s First Photo
This is one of J’s diary entries I have written of in the “ABOUT” Page. I could not replicate the cut outs using WordPress so I have scanned a word document using blackout to represent the pieces my brother expertly removed. Continue reading Not too sure how I feel about becoming an Uncle.