Close the Shutters

The day was a prelude to the arrival of the granddaughter for an overnighter. It seemed like ages since we’d done that. Would she still fit the wee cot? She’d need a pillow. 
What a joy, picking her up at 4pm and whisking her here. We sat round the tiny table while she ate her pizza and jelly. Obviously if we were her parents we’d be concerned that she’d be getting enough proper food, but as old folks we can treat her. And later we could treat her to TV. The Gruffalo! I was a bit worried it would be a bit scary - particularly when the big bad mouse appeared, but using her iphone the SK demonstrated how small objects cast huge shadows on a wall. I felt much happier after that. Silly Grandad!