You know you must have done something right when someone from Australia gets in touch to say they’ll be in London and wants to meet up. The young lady in question is the grand daughter of Mum’s penfriend, Kay, and I haven’t seen her since The Brainy One and I visited Australia in 2005.
We arranged to meet her and her fiancé (Wait! Wasn’t she just 10-years-old?) at Kew Gardens.
Despite not having seen her in almost 14 years, we picked up where we’d left off. We weren’t stuck for conversation at all. The Boy Child enjoyed finally meeting someone he’d so much about and there are now tentative plans in place for us to head Down Under in the near(ish) future.
She also brought me the most amazing gift (with her family’s blessing) … a box containing all the letters Mum wrote to her grandmother.