Nanni was in pretty good form yesterday, I thought.
This is Faris, by the way, in case you hadn’t guessed. It’s
a few weeks since I last blogged and I have to keep my readers happy. Nanni understands this, being as she blogs more or less every day. It’s a wonder what she finds to write about. You have to think about what will interest the people
who are reading your blog – I understand that readers like my opinions. It’s a good thing that I have such a lot of them, that’s all I can say.
was not in nearly such good form as Nanni. It’s all down to The Twins who, if you ask me, seem to be Double Trouble even before they are born. Goodness only knows what life will be like after they arrive. Anyway, poor Mummy is always being sick,
even when she hasn’t eaten anything. Nanni says it is a case of Mummy Setting Her Eyes on the Main Prize. I haven’t the faintest idea what she is talking about, that’s the problem with Nanni sometimes. I suppose the Twins might be the
Main Prize but there are two of them, so it should be Prizes in the plural. You can tell I am growing up, can’t you, with all the new things I have picked up. Like now when we sing “Row, row, row the boat” I know how to scream when
we get to the bit about the crocodile. I can be very, very scary when I choose.
Yesterday was our Second Family Beach Day. We are greedy like that – why
have only one Family Beach Day when you could have two? We picked Nanni and Grandad up on our way to Littlehampton – well, Mummy did, I was having a quick nap to build up my energy for the day ahead – then we met up with the Baldwin Family in the
car park outside the East Beach Cafe. Nanni told Grandma Baldwin that this was considered an iconic building. Once again, I haven’t the faintest idea what she was talking about – as far as I am concerned the main thing anyone needs
to know about the East Beach Cafe is that this is where the Boat Train turns round, ready to drive all its passengers back along the prom, prom, prom.
done a bit of research in advance and was able to tell us that high tide would be at a quarter past three in the afternoon so we felt pretty safe setting up camp on the sandy bit, at least for a few hours. There were lifeguards patrolling the beach,
which Nanni pointed was A Very Good Thing. It made me think that one day I might be able to be a Lifeguard and Save People’s Lives. Just think about it, I am not eighteen months old till Saturday but I am already in Penguins Class at Aquatots.
By the time I am older, say 21 months or so, I could be charging across the sand in the Beach Control Buggy or battling the waves in the yellow dinghy. I will have to wear a yellow shirt and red shorts which aren’t exactly my best colours –
Mummy calls me her Little Blue Boy – but that’s a small price to pay for being a Life Saver.
I will probably have to get more used to the waves.
They do tend to crash in a bit, especially when the tide is coming in. They don’t have waves at Aquatots, you see. I was OK with Jack and Hazel keeping a check on me but obviously they won’t be able to be with me all the time. Not when I
am rescuing people. The two grandmothers seemed to enjoy themselves just paddling along in the shallow water, nattering away. You couldn’t see either of them being lifeguards but then that’s on account of their Great Age.
In the afternoon, when the tide had come in covering up all the sand, we went for a walk along the prom, prom, prom and I had my very first Mr Whippy ice-cream. Mummy asked
in the shop and they made me a special small ice-cream which was just as well because unfortunately I managed to flip the cone and the ice-cream kind of splodged out onto the floor. I had only had a couple of licks too. Everyone seemed to think that this was
hilariously funny except me.
We found my name on the longest bench; Nanni says when the Twins arrive she will have to have to slat altered to include their names
too. My slat says: “Let the seaside adventures begin!” I like that very much because there is nowhere quite like the seaside for adventures. Like our ride on the Boat Train, waving like mad at all the passers-by. We didn’t
get to take a ride on the Boat Train on our first Family Seaside Day so this was something which Nanni said Had To Be Done. As was the photograph which my cousins, jack and Hazel, have to have taken every single year with the Boat Train to show how much
they have grown. Their Mum and Nanni (who is their Nan as well as mine, life is confusing sometimes, isn’t it?) insist upon it. Jack and Hazel didn’t mind too much as Grandad bribed them with hot doughnuts.
Everyone said they were exhausted at the end of the day. Well, apart from Jack and Hazel who were off to a party, being Teenagers who are only ever tired in the mornings not in the evenings when apparently life gets interesting.
I wouldn't know. I was tucked up in my cot wearing my new, Grown Up Boy's Pyjamas and dreaming of being a lifeguard one day.
When I am, like, twenty-one
months or so and therefore old enough to be Saving Lives...