William’s a London child. His commute to nursery passes railway tracks and city streets, as well as a walk through a rather nice park. The animals my grandson sees on his daily round are dogs-on-leads, cats and urban foxes.
We wanted Yorkshire to offer him something different. On his very first afternoon, we visited two-day-old lambs in the field at the end of the road, wobbly on their legs and clinging to their mothers. Later we’d visit older lambs, confidently running and jumping across a public footpath as William wandered among them.
Then it was off to the duck pond. Two Mrs. Moorhens had a chick each, so light that even pond weed could bear their weight: were they walking on water? Mrs. Mallard had eight balls of fluff scuttling from land to pond to rushes – constantly on the move.
The next morning, good friends Gill and David invited us over. There were puppies to pet, dogs and a cat to stroke. And then there was Reggie, their grandson’s very own Thelwell pony. Reggie turned out to be far too scary to ride, but perfectly good to take for a walk.
Then William was put to work, collecting eggs. He didn’t break very many as he dropped them none too gently into his collecting basket. Afterwards he fed the hens. And we went home for scrambled eggs on toast. Thank you William. Thank you Gill, David and the hens.
Late one afternoon, William and I went for a walk in the woods and saw rabbits, a dozen or more, grazing the grass on the other side of the fence.
I wonder if it was one of them who left the chocolate eggs that William found in the garden when he went hunting for them on Easter Sunday?
Bless him! A wonderful Easter.
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It was. A bit of sunshine wouldn’t have gone amiss, but you can’t have everything.
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What an eye opening time you gave him, lucky little fellow.
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We had the best fun.
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How lovely! What a gorgeous little boy and what wonderful things you did. Special times x
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Special times indeed, and such good fun x
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😊 You cannot start them too early. I’ve heard that evidence suggests we don’t have clear recollections of specific events/experiences at William’s age, but nevertheless these special, exceptional days are all taken in and add to his evolving understanding of the world. What a treat, lambs and goslings, and all tiny versions like himself.
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I was talking to a friend this morning who says her earliest memory was of something rather similar, at just that age. So here’s hoping…..
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Clearly a Dr Doolittle in the making. What a magical visit.
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It was ll such good fun.
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So cute! London might be rather boring after all that fun and all those adventures 🙂
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Oh, I think lucky William seems to have plenty of adventures, wherever he is.
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It was a really wonderful weekend. Thank you. William keeps talking about “a pony called Reggie” and “chocolate eggs”.
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I’d have put money on Reggie being his least memorable animal. How wrong can you be? However, no surprise that ‘chocolate eggs’ get top billing. Thanks so much for coming, and especially for bringing William.
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What an animal extravaganza! William is a lucky little guy, to have the best of both urban and rural experiences.
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Delightful! Special memories for you as well as special experiences for him. And I love his cap!
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It’s rather good, isn’t it? Though one of Tom’s friends said it made him look like a UKIP councillor. Not a good look after all …
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Lovely!!! So glad William enjoyed his time in the country. You could write a book Margaret, your blogs are so interesting and entertaining.
We’re still enjoying Spain, in fact it’s Javea at the moment. Have posted some pics on Facebook.
Home next week x
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Oh, thanks Joyce. I’m not your friend on FB, so I’ll look for you and ask you nicely if I can be. You stay right where you are though. It’s sooooo cold here xx
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It looks like you had a really good weekend! William looks so confident in your photos; I’m glad he was able to take Reggie for a walk. My mother and I introduced my elder daughter to a donkey when she was about William’s age. The donkey obliged us and brayed which so shocked Alice we had to run away before Alice’s noise frightened the donkey!
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Haha! These stories have a habit of turning out unexpectedly, then becoming the stuff of family legend.
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True!
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There is nothing sweeter than lambs and ducklings. Glad William found some chocolate eggs along with the regular kind. 😉
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His first taste of chocolate. Perhaps not his last?
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I want to come and stay with you- I really miss the lambs!
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You know you’re always welcome.
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As are you-when are you ancestor hunting?
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You may have gone to France by then 😉
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If not you are both welcome!
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