Living in Berlin, Germany, I don’t see my extended family that often. But I spent this past week in London, and thanks to the amazing transport infrastructure in the UK, I managed to visit quite a few family members I’ve not seen for years.
I’m kidding about the “amazing transport”.
I saw two out of three siblings, two out of two parents, two out of two surviving grandparents, two out of three uncles, four out of six nieces, one out of two aunties, one out of one sister in law, and one out of two brothers in law.
I visited my sister, who has four daughters. Here is Bethany and Hannah.
Becky and John, my brother in law.
Debra and, in the background, Esther and Becky.
Becky steaming up her glasses.
The whole family.
Learning to juggle two balls.
I took a trip up to meet my parents, who were visiting my mother’s parents. My grandmother has been put in a home since I met her last. She used to be fun and talkative, but this visit was mostly full of me sitting talking at her, and getting not much response. And then sitting in silence.
My mother on the left, my grandmother on the right.
On the other hand, my grandfather has changed in the opposite direction. Richard, or “Grampy” as he was known to his grandchildren, used to be quiet and grumpy. Now, after a stroke earlier this year, he’s really bubbly and talkative.
Richard is my uncle. He is blind.
Richard and Richard (father and son).