With Mr P and his minder away for two days in deepest France Huttonian and the wife have sole charge of the 2.3 year old. A challenge this. As the young lady knows her own mind and is determined to get her own way at whatever cost to her lungs and to elderly ears with sound assisted digital hearing magnifying the screeches by a factor of three. She is fortunately quite easy to entertain even if Rosie the Cat does seem to mind having her tail pulled quite violently-but it is all in a good cause: Amusing The Granddaughter. Sadly the garden task she can involve herself in are finished-fruit picking, pruning and shredding. There is a limit to how long you can water the tomatoes to amuse the young lady (Really coming on since you ask) But there is always the trampoline. Ms KB can jump and jump and jump ad infinitum;and you can't really walk away and leave her to it. She knows no fear and visions of leaping off the device and landing on her pretty little neck haunt me at nights. So it is 'Gandad, supervise me' So I supervise away. And after two hours of incessant bouncing and ceaseless chatter (response required) the novelty wears off. And it becomes BORING. And if you try and take her way she will scream the place down avowing, through broken sobs, that you are no longer her friend.


Not perhaps as boring as reading every blog on Blogspot. But getting that way.

Hints on non boring amusement aids not involving penalties for Actual Bodily Harm welcome. But hurry

(And don't suggest the swing in the Hutton Playground.We can't get her off that either)
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