Isn't it great having sympathetic Gransnetters to turn to when life bites us? I was a latch key kid from the age of 11: we were a single parent family, my disabled mother was frequently hospitalised and my brother( 3 years older) and I lived alone. Neighbours would not get involved and relatives lived too far away to help. My advice is to employ a nice six form girl to stay with your grandson in the evenings to give him a sense of security. Leave dinner and some snacks for them both. Redundant apostrophe added when the dang thing posted itself!
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic
Should women have equal pay and opportunities?