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Tinks Wants a Baby


Watching Tinks at play, always a treat.

” Grandma, I want mammy to have a baby in her tummy”

We all know it’s not going to happen, unless you believe in miracles.

” You had better tell mammy then sweetheart” came the reply.

” Its ok, I already told daddy”

We laughed so hard, it hurt.

Such innocence.

 

Submitted to Friday Poetically


Never a Dull Moment


I have a granddaughter I call Tinks [Tinkerbell] and she is hyperactive, just like her dad used to be. She tires me out. Yesterday, we spent the afternoon in the park, playing, watching the animals and playing some more. This poem is my little tribute/account of life as a grandad with Tinks, who I love dearly.

Upon my leg she brusquely tugs,
Grandad,
I want another one of your hugs,
How can I deny,
SO I dispense my reply,
In my arms she nestles so snug.

Upon my knee she doth vigorously ride,
Grandad,
I want another one of your slides,
How can I deny,
So I dispense my reply,
Down my legs she happily glides.

Upon my chest she doth softly lay,
Grandad,
Can we go outside to play?
How can I deny,
So I dispense my reply,
Off we go without further delay.

Upon my shoulder she doth gently nest,
Grandad,
I think I should rest,
How can I deny,
So I dispense my reply,
She’s tired, of that, I attest.

Upon my sofa she doth slyly creep.
Grandad,
I think I should drift off to sleep,
How could I deny,
So I dispensed my reply,
She dozed off with barely a peep.

Upon my bed she doth bound and leap,
Grandad,
You’ve had enough sleep,
It’s a new day,
And I am wanting to play,
So out of my bed I did slowly seep.

Theres never a dull moment its true,
So my recommendation to you,
Enjoy the peace whilst it last’s
Time goes incredibly fast,
But grandkids are worth all that you do.

I am a slide, a horse, a climbing frame, a little boy, a sleeping platform, cook, babysitter, playmate, confidant, ogre, monster slayer, story-teller, Prince, King, maker of silly sounds and faces, joker, hair washer, bath runner, builder of all things, fixer of all things, and most of all, a Grandad!

My submission to One Shot Wednesday.


Tino 1-Life 1


The equaliser was inevitable. The pressure has been building and today, my back four got in a right old mess and gave away a sloppy goal. The hard work we do on the training ground counted for nothing.

OK,OK,OK, I know, whats he on about? Is he totally nuts? Life isn’t a football game [soccer to my American friends].

I am kind of keeping score in my battles with good and bad days and today has been a good, bad day, if you get my drift.

Tuesday is always a busy day here. Tinks arrives about 7.45 and stays until Dad arrives from work and has a meal with us. We have her all day and today was no different. We all stayed in this morning as we had a meeting with the owner of a new nursery scheduled for 2pm. Tinks will be moving soon and we need to find a new nursery for her. I have been spending a lot of time recently researching schools and nurseries in the area they are moving to and found a real gem. The couple who own the place own a couple of other nurseries in the area and the OFSTED reports are outstanding. This nursery is small [27 attending] with a high staff/child ratio. Its run on the Montessori principle which revolves around the findings of an Italian physician and educator after years of research into child behaviour. It’s new to me is this, never heard of it before. I did a little research into the practice and it is highly thought of in some circles, but criticised by others. I think, we think, that it will suit Tinks very well. The smaller numbers are better for her and the high ratio of staff to pupils will definitely help her as she responds well one to one. If you want to know more, click the link,

https://secure.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/wiki/Montessori

We arrived just before 2 and I have to admit, the initial impression was not good. The building is a wood and brick construction with a multicoloured sign on the front gable, which looks impressive. But the building just looks like it belongs somewhere else. But once you step inside, you realise what a real jewel this place is. The staff are friendly and helpful, the children use different learning areas in mixed age groups and there was no crying, no screaming, no tantrums. It was all smiles from the kids and staff and the kids looked happy and were obviously absorbed in what they were doing. We spoke to the owner and listened to what she had to say and she sells the place really well. We asked a few questions which were all answered in detail and we left with very positive impressions of the whole set up. We rang our son immediately and told him to phone the owner and have a chat ASAP and he did and by the time we reached home, times and days had been agreed and she is due to start there after the Easter break. So that’s all good.

Got home, had to make us all something to eat. I am chief cook and bottle washer around these parts, the kitchen is my domain, enter at your own risk! This day, I was prepared. I do believe in PPPPPPP [prior preparation and planning, prevents piss poor performance] and I had a large pan of lentil soup just ready to heat and eat. That went down a storm as usual, Tinks loves homemade soup, so do we, better than any crap out of a tin or carton for sure. All pure wholesome vegetables, good roughage, lol. Then I set to and made sea bass in a tomato butter sauce as our son loves sea bass, boiled new potatoes with butter and mixed organic veg. Tinks wasn’t best pleased and only ate a little then wanted more soup, lol. Always eager to please, grandma took her plate and I delivered more soup and she wolfed the lot.

Then once Tinks and our boy had gone, it was tidy up time and get us some food. We couldn’t be arsed to cook anymore, so it was a bowl of fresh profiteroles in chocolate sauce, a hot cuppa followed by toasted tea cakes. That filled the void. The dishes are piled up and they can stay that way until the morning, I will do them then. We are both knackered and I want to play poker at 11pm, if I can stay awake! Thats a big ask, I am finding it hard going now and still 45 mins to go, lol. I think I need the surgical tape again!

Then I set to replying to the removal companies in the hope of finding one that will work over Easter. I eventually had a reply from one of them and they will do it for £250, which is a steal. They start at 9.30am, there’s not a huge amount to move and it will be done in one load, no messing about.

So today has been tough on me, very tiring, but we have achieved something, that’s the important part. Oh, I almost forgot. I also spent some time compiling a list of Doctors and Dentists surgeries in the area they are moving to. Popped into my once favourite poker forum then landed here to write this up. A good day, but they always come at a price, I will have to wait and see what the demands of the ferryman are.

Toodle Pip.