Bye Bye Nanny!

Well, things are a bit different here this week, you may want to get the tissues out!
Nanny hasn’t been too well lately and now she’s left us altogether. I’m having a little trouble trying to work out what it all means to be honest, so I hope you’ll indulge me trawling through the photo archives.

Here’s my first ever cuddle with her. It was clear from the start that this was to be the start of something special, our ‘Mutual Appreciation Society’

She soon helped introduce me to the big wide world, here we are at the Pub

And here we are at the horse racing!
It wasn’t all bad habits though, she certainly had a great skill for cuddling up:



She was also a dab hand at feeding:


In fact, some of deepest conversations happened around the dinner table:

She had a great line in funny faces:

And could also claim to be a world class tickler:

But best of all were probably the quiet moments, watching CBeebies or the horse racing (she always made sure my programmes were on):

She always made it quite clear that she would not be known to me as Guppy, so Nanny it was as soon as I could talk.
I also need to thank her for introducing me to Pizza Hut and Marks and Spencer’s Mint Crumbles. She had an uncanny knack of buying me great clothes just as I needed them, such as fleece jumpers in the autumn when Mum and Dad would still be sending me out in a t-shirt, I hope they learned from her! She could also play with me for hours, dragging Thomas the tank engine up and down time and time again without getting bored of it and would think nothing of getting down on the floor with me for a game.
Now after all the pleasantries there’s a couple of things I need to clear up. If no one else has made a claim for it, I’d like her handbag. I seriously think it was magic as it always had an endless supply of chocolate buttons in it. Secondly I need to issue a warning to Dad. Mum reckons Nanny is watching down on me from now on, this means that if you’re mean to me, or deny me a biscuit she’ll see you and you’ll be in trouble! You know she never took your side and I couldn’t put a foot wrong so watch your step!
That’s about it from me for now, I’ll just finish off by saying what a lucky boy I am for having her as my Nanny!
Okay, I haven’t got the same stories as Ned, but I know a good one when I see it, even at my tender age. I always had a big old smile for Nanny when she came to see me. None of these milk filled pre-sicky ones I use for Dad, these were the real deal.