We have just moved from West London to here, it is lovely, and people seem very kind, but I find it difficult to make friends.
I live with my husband, without whom I wouldn't manage, he is a very special man! His son lives a few miles away with his family, and it's lovely to see them more frequently, but the children are growing up fast, and whilst I would like to be Granny to them, they don't see me in that way.
My two grandchildren are currently in Norfolk, my son in law is RAF so they move around a lot. I do have a very special relationship with my granddaughter, at 5, she is more sensitive than many adults, absolutely adorable, she rings me (yes I can do phones with her), to tell me all about her life and to tell me about her worries (she broke a pencil and scrunched it into the carpet, her friends Daddy's legs have fallen off in Afghanistan, is her Daddy's legs going to fall off - that was a tough one, Mummy is tired and she is cross all the time....)!
Her baby brother is just comical, at 15 mths, he is happiest digging up worms in the garden, and is just one of those podgy, happy little men that you see in cartoons!
Such a pity we are so far away!