Is it worrying when the only piece of advice an ageing Grandfather can give you is:
'When the babies have hiccoughs, their heart grows'?
What about the fact that he believed a carer when they asked if Father Christmas was his brother. He answered in all earnest 'But I never had a brother!'.
Age catched up with us all. For many of us, by the time we hit 30 we have developed behavioural patterns that cannot be altered or reversed. We become victims of repeat behaviour. They say we come back to earth until we learn our life's lesson.
But what is my lesson? Perhaps it is when the babies have hiccoughs, their heart grows. After all, I would never have worked that one out for myself.
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