We went North at the weekend, to celebrate our grandson’s 16th
birthday. His father had told him it was to be a surprise, then took him to the
Middlesbrough match, and he thought that was the surprise. But unknown to him,
we had all assembled at the house, and hid behind the door when they returned,
to leap out and call “Happy Birthday!”, so he had a second surprise and was
suitably thrilled by the attention he got. Everyone was there – even the Great X –
but not the boy’s uncle Dan, who went to the match, but then said “If dad’s
there, I’m not going!” We have never learnt the cause of his animosity – but he
completely ignores Ann, Edwin and me if he meets us, and even hurts others
to avoid me.
Ann was on the Embankment in London some years ago, and our young grandson was staying with his uncle and met them by happenstance, shouting "There's Grannie Annie!" The boy ran
across to greet her, but Dan stayed sulking in the shadows, and would not greet
her or Edwin. Now, he cannot even bear to see me, though I have a second and even more
nasty cancer to deal with. Who needs such animosity in their life? People of
such ilk are not worth the knowing.
Yesterday was the pre-operative assessment at West Suffolk Hospital. They had asked for an early morning MSU, and I had carefully
prepared and labelled the bottle at 6am when I got up. I put it in a plastic
bag, and in a folder with its forms. As we walked towards the hospital, we
suddenly heard the repeating screech of a car alarm. “Is that my car?”
wondered Ann. I went back, and sure enough it was! I think the low sun
streaming through the window may have triggered it. Unfortunately, in my rush,
the urine bottle had slipped out of the folder. I went back to pick it up to
find the bag and paperwork soaking. Ann said, “the bottle has a split in it.”
In fact, it was completely flattened, with urine squeezed out with great force
onto everything. The only car to have followed us in must have aimed straight
at it, and run it over. In the clinic, I could only apologize, and give them a
mid-morning mid-stream sample in a new bottle.