A grandchild at last

Well after all the waiting Emily was born on Tuesday. Its both a sense of joy and relief. Joy at new 

Life and relief that mum and baby are fine, oh and her dad. Then the further wait to be able to drive down and not only see her but hold her.

 Jill was out of school really prompt and soon we were on our way to London. Traffice was kind so not the usual horrendous Friday night drive. 

So what do you do as a Granddad? Well do some  cooking and have the fun in the middle of the night to settle her down so mum can go back to sleep. Already it puts the rest of life into perspective. Who cares if England go through in the euro, or some vote in a referendum or even the length of our last circuit meeting.... 

Is it not strange how we can get so excited about some issues and lose sight of what is really important. So as I sit here writing my first grandchild is feeding and six adults are all focussed on one small child. Her other aunty will soon be ariving and we will have all gathered as a family and I will have all my girls in one place. Then it will be perfect and all well with the world.