Mater and Pater Forster

Pete’s mum and dad, Norma and Alan, came to stay the next weekend.  The boys and I met them at Kings Cross to chaperone them through the transport system home to Croydon.  The boys were excited and exuded plenty of energy.  Charlie was full of observations about Grandad particularly.  He shared them with Grandad of course, and in doing so shared with the rest of the train as you need to speak up with Grandad.  It was pretty standard cute-kid stuff (“You’ve got really white hair, grandad”) but I should have predicted Charlie’s mind would wander in the direction of Star Wars.  “You’ve got big ears, Grandad.  You look like Yoda!”  It was funny and I laughed, grandma laughed, Tyler laughed, the lady swaying next to us in the carriage laughed...  Grandad didn’t catch it and just kind of nodded which actually made it even funnier - the wise, all knowing, Yoda.

 They were our first overnight guests and there’s quite a bit of space in our 2 bed apartment!  Only 1 instance of a bathroom walk-in and the hot water didn’t run out once.

It was nice to have some time in and round London and so we all did another Bus tour (with the sun on us this time and just 1 or 2 rain drops) and spent time in Trafalgar Square.  Climbing the gigantic bronze lions in the square was a lot of fun (yes, I got up there too).  Charlie flaked out on the bus and nodded off on some woman, but she was very kind and happily stayed put so he didn’t wake up.   Good job too as even though it is exciting to voluntarily watch London Bridge open and close on one of only 2-3 occasions weekly that it does so, being stuck near the bridge in a bus waiting for it to be over is not...

         

The Sunday was just a chilled out local day with football at the pub and a play in the park, and after a weekend where we had the opportunity to spoil them a bit, we saw Norma and Alan safely off.