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Floating Lib Dem supporter from St Georges Ward, Islington North - a tough blonde 'cookie' having her say. Over the years she's been an Exec member of Islington, the London Region & English party and has sat on many other Federal party committees. Now unshackled from 'saying it as it is' she continues to write about party matters, some international issues and personal musings. Plus snippets of news from Camden and Islington

Sunday, September 13, 2009

End of the summer


Seems we are at the end of the lovely hot weather. All week it has been chop and change between extremes in weather conditions. Tuesday was able to get the pool out for my grandson - he actually managed to get me in it up to knee level. It was either that or get sprayed - least it was fun. He has started his new school but for the first week they close for half the day. Having attended nursery since the year dot he's full of confidence but some of the other children have never been away from their mothers before so find it very distressing. He just said at the moment school is boring but at least he's been able to spend time with his nans'.

They live so far a way now I have to meet him half way at London Bridge. Not a stress, he knows the way on the Northern line down all those long passages without batting an eye lid. God he's so sensible I'm just amazed the way he thinks - like a little old man giving me instructions not to go near the yellow line and making sure I touch in and out with my oyster card. At times he seems to be looking after me not the other way round. So pleased he has now learnt where I live and knows what to do in an emergency - such a relief.

Thursday again the weather wasn't so good - indoor activities. Imagine him telling me to go quietly up the stairs so as not to disturb the neighbours.

Saturday was another scorcher. My foster mum was showing two of her Champion boxer dogs at the Richmond dog show. If she can travel all the way from Wales at her age then who am I to say anything about travelling from North London to Guildford Surrey so off I went. The train journeys weren't so bad but at the other end just couldn't be bothered looking up buses so jumped in a taxi. A wise choice - it was miles - would have taken forever on a bus. Habits die hard - Get told off as if I'm still a child so didn't dare be late when I promised I'd be there.

Arrived in time to see the young Alice strut her stuff and win another prize. The two dogs have won so many prizes this year they more than qualify for Crufts. Guess who will be going to Birmingham again next year.

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