The day is one of those, surprisingly
Bold, attempts at a last-ditch summer burst –
Before winter digs its claws in for good.
We go out for a pub lunch along by
The river, it’s a perfect central point.
It’s my Dad’s birthday.
We are joined by his grand-daughter, freshly
Arrived from her biology lesson
And keen to share her new-found knowledge with
The table (and anyone else listening).
After biology…philosophy…
I feel the proud mum.
She invites my Dad (78 today)
To read her essay about abortion
And contraception. Just as well that he
Didn’t get to know about these things before
As he might have been celebrating his
Birthday on his own.
Not sure if I am worried or relieved
That she has thought about things like this…
She is having a ‘few’ friends round for a
Party tomorrow…