Singing the same tune

Dusting off the family toys for the grandkids brings back memories both fond and fearsome.

- PAT McDERMOTT

Our little grandsons Finnegan and Luca are coming to play, and they’ll be here soon. The corridor outside our door is something of an echo chamber, so we’ll hear them coming. So will everyone else in the building.

I check the “emergency treat” supply in the fridge and dig out our tattered but much-loved collection of children’s books. There’s everything from Five Go Off in a Caravan to The Little Prince.

“I didn’t know we still had The Little Prince,” said the MOTH (Man Of The House). “I thought we’d read it so often it threw itself out a window to get away!”

“You’re thinking of Guess How Much I Love You,” I said.