First and foremost I'm pleased and
proud to announce the arrival of a new grandson, taking the grandson
count up to four whilst the granddaughter count remains at two. On
hearing of the new birth I dithered for a few precious seconds
waiting on some primal kick in the consciousness, sure enough it came
along and with only a petrol station Mars Bar to fuel me and half a
tank of North Sea gas in the car I headed due north. The weather was
closing in, it seemed to be raining inside the car and I quickly
recognised that my decision making powers had been weakened,
compromised and exposed in all their frail beauty. This was obvious
from my failure to negotiate two familiar roundabouts accurately, the
dark January world was become a panicky blur. Emotions were running
and I was driving in the opposite direction to them, badly. Mind and
body are week and feeble at times but the secret sugar ingredients in
that rare Mars Bar had magical hungry properties. Once these were
released upon me like some silver anointing I was high and free once
again. The road became visibly wider, the rain translucent and the
car sang the sad sweet song of youth as if was 5ker instead of the
geriatric racehorse I've allowed it to become. The miles and weather
merged and sooner than now I was in a warm hospital holding a warm
baby. A nice welcome to a new member of the family. There probably is no better feeling in the world.
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