|(The white speck in the distance is Bertie)|
Well now that Gail and I are staying again with Human Granny, I wanted to tell you about my walks in Nottinghamshire, where the landscape is dominated not, as in most of Scotland, by mountains, but by electricity pylons. I thought you might be interested to know all about how a third of the country's electricity is generated in the Trent Valley/Humber estuary area…*
But Gail says she thinks my readers are more concerned about Human Granny and will want to know how she is.
Oh dear. It is not good news I'm afraid. She can't seem to move properly any more, but the doctors are not sure what the problem is. She also seems a bit confused. When ever I try to help, I am told (sometimes rather brusquely) to get out of the way. Another doctor is coming today, and it may be that HGY will be admitted to hospital. Gail says we may be down here for a while.
At least I might get a chance to tell you more about the pylons then!
*This 'fact' comes from Gail's 1975 'O' level Geography text book, so may not be strictly up to date...