Tuesday, March 05, 2013
Today we went for a walk with Grandson in Roseburn Park. In the background you can see the extremely unlovely Murrayfield Stadium.
It was sunny.
There were trees.
I know these aren't very interesting photos but Nanny and Gramps in Worcester, who like us are eagerly awaiting an interesting event, will like to see them.
I've said before how Grandson enjoys looking at baby pictures of himself on the computer. He says "Baby", marches firmly into the study and positions himself ready to be picked up and sat on my knee. The other day I also showed him some Google images of tractors - his new enthusiasm. (Why? Was he a farmer in a previous life? You don't see all that many tractors in Edinburgh.)
I had forgotten all about this but he hadn't. Today he led me into the study, stood expectantly beside my desk and said "Tactah". I found a video on YouTube entitled "A Year on Our Farm", which turned out to be 11 minutes 36 seconds of tractors trundling about. He sat totally entranced for the entire time, thumb blissfully in mouth, murmuring an occasional dreamy "Tac...tah..." in tones reminiscent of a man who has found his true love after many bitter years of searching.
Tractors appear to have usurped his interest in babies. Which may turn out to be a pity - but not today.