1999: A bit of comfort in mums bed this morning with the quilt back on the mattress. Really need to stop this habit but neither of us wants to; it’s quite nice really, snuggling up together. Only problem is – this can’t really go on for the next 10 years. Woke up at 7.15, oops! Mummy really should get a plastic sheet for this bed. Off we set for a very, very mischievous day at Edons. It was reported to mummy that I tried to bite Jakes arm because he was holding onto my buggy. Later I was fighting over some Duplo and ended up throwing it in some kids face. They have narrowed it down to the Dolly mixtures – it’s great this – they think you’re such an angel that they blame it on the food! Are they mad? I was just feeling really naughty okay! Mum attempted to cut my hair tonight with new clippers, but I wriggled and complained and now have a new stripy, itsy bitsy hair do.
2019: Lots of “accidental hair cuts” over the years. I remember flying to Ireland once, having to wear a cap the whole time and going straight to a hair dressers from the airport. Wouldn’t let mum anywhere near my hair now – it has to be a perfect skin fade. Loved watching the mischief of rugby between Norwich and Holt under 12’s today – slipping and sliding in the rain and the mud and England muller France in the six nations in the dry and warm at home
#toddlers #grwoing up #pottytraining #hair #skinfade #sweet #Enumbers #rugby #sixnations #England #norwich #holt
1999: Apparently mummy didn’t go to bed until midnight last night and awoke at 2 o’clock to hear me calling ‘Mum, Mum’. She found me on the floor between her bed and her chest of drawers. I’d sneaked in but then fallen out again! I woke up at 8, in mummy’s bed, but no mum. She must be up before me again. I called her and she called back, I followed the sound of her voice only to find her tucked up in my bed. Bonus! Mum’s not going to work today as she’s not feeling well – she did have a late night after all. We had a lazy, relaxing morning with lots of cups of tea. Mum lay on the settee and I was really good, although I think she tended to find my continual ‘No’ a bit annoying. Well she’s ill; I’m only giving her a bit of her own medicine. Mum decided to go and have a relaxing bath, which she had, with one addition – me. I thought I’d give mum a rest beings she’s poorly and had an afternoon nap. I even got her out of the house this afternoon – I woke up soaked and so did the bed, and so we spent the rest of the afternoon at the launderette.
2019: Another day working whilst mum continues to rest in Lincolnshire. Apparently today she bumped into the mum of an old school and football friend. Yes I played football but much preferred my rugby, playing wing and fullback for Boston for several years and training with Leicester Tigers who mum follows to this day. We also had training with Southern Hemisphere coaches and learnt the Hacker which was awesome. Unfortunately, I had to give up rugby aged 15 due to two airlifts, hyper flexibility and no longer wanting the pain but it still calls me …….
1999: – I felt a bit kinder today and slept until 8, which seemed to please mum, but we didn’t lounge around as we apparently had a busy schedule ahead. We started in Asda getting Bombers shopping which mummy found very confusing due to all the fresh food on the list. Honestly, how the other half live, mummy feeds me from packets, tins and the freezer! In protest I kept swinging my feet as I sat in the trolley and putting dirty foot prints all over her beige jeans (well I ask you, what a colour to wear). She was not impressed, but my fun didn’t last long as she robbed me of my trainers. Once we’d loaded up the car we went to the dentist but there was a long delay. Mummy didn’t seem to mind though; she just made another appointment for another day. Seems strange for her to be so cheerful about an inconvenience, perhaps she really likes the dentist and doesn’t mind when she lets her down. We called in to see Nanny and Pa and then to Bompers to deliver his shopping. Next we went to see Karen at the Rugby pitch where her husband Mark was playing. I found it very frustrating though as I was strapped in my buggy, having to watch mud covered men running after a funny shaped ball. I thought it would have been far more fun if mum had let me out of the buggy and let me run around after the ball, Karen agreed but mum didn’t give in and I remained restrained. I got my own back later though when we went on to the club for a drink and saw two men playing pool – I decided to make the game more fun by moving the balls, they didn’t seem to mind, but mum spoilt the fun as always. We went back to Karen’s and I played with her daughter Abigail, affectionately known to me as ‘Agal’ and we stayed the night, with Agal’s cot next to my bed.
2019: This morning mum had to get up early with me to take my bloods for monitoring due to immunosuppressants – I keep telling her I’m far too busy to drop by the hospital. Although I managed to get home early today as need to pick Caine up from the station as he has just got back onshore and missed my birthday celebrations. Mum’s still muttering something about priorities.
Sadly A’gal died when she was 7 following a road incident. She was living in Ireland with Karen and Mark and her younger sister Kate. Her parents have set up The Abby Harding Memorial Foundation with every bit of money raised going directly to families of children with acquired brain injury. We are still in contact and have been to one of the foundation balls which are held every couple of years