Friends and their kids

Yesterday we had our old friends J and G over and their lovely kids E and J. It was a super day, just great to catch up and J is as madly generous as ever. I can’t believe it’s 18 months since we last saw G. But almost the nicest thing was the realisation that all of our oldest friends’ children have turned out to be really decent people in their own right; well-adjusted, good company, fun, engaging and the sort of people you’d like to be friends with too. Just like our own kids. And in almost all cases there’s more than 40 years age difference between them and us old buggers. Delightfully they even forgive my occasional slips into industrial language without resorting to it themselves. Great kids; I love ’em.

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life is a minestrone

I must confess I’m having an up and down sort of week. Our youngest daughter S and son-in-law E are expecting their first child as I’ve mentioned previously and yesterday we found out that it’s to be a boy. Wey hey. That’ll be our third grandson and provides a kind of symmetry in our lives having had three daughters. We are delighted at the news of course especially as that’s a whole future ManU midfield sorted out. In news terms the serving of Parmesan cheese as 10 CC might put it.

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