My daughter Claire lives across the border in Market Deeping, a lovely stroll along the banks of the River Welland (no passport needed)... Yesterday, she called in for a cuppa with my grandson Jack (aged six weeks, four days and eight hours).When Claire reached the old stone bridge at Deeping St James, she took this snap on her mobile and emailed it to tell me to get the kettle on...
Talk about the advance of technology eh?
How on earth did we ever survive without mobile phones and the t'internet...?
And what wonders might be invented when young Jack's a Grand-dad...?
