Even more wonderful is that 'Granny Dan Dan' (as she is fondly known), just says "Yes, here you are, do it, let me show you, there's a bed - I bet you'd like to bounce on it, wouldn't you?"
Gregor was treated to a Playmobil car that we had fun putting together and racing. He did indeed bounce on the bed - having been so warmly invited - and Granny Dan Dan noted his neat toes and straight back and announced he could be a dancer. Saffron says she puts people in two categories - those who should be dancers and those are aren't.
The following day while Saffron was working, I took Gregor to the Science museum and the morning raced by.
Unfortunately, I didn't get a photo of it, but Gregor's favourite thing by far was the dissected toilet showing the flushing mechanism and the fateful journey of a (plastic) poo.
But we liked plumbing and fridges,
and lots of water play
aiming and squirting
looking at noise
then shopping for toys. Being accosted by a dinosaur on Regent Street with Saffron.
A little chat with the Hamleys man before a full-scale assault on all floors.
Ooh, the indecision.
Although we weren't feeling Christmassy at the time, the window displays did help.
Saffron pointed out all the Selfridges ones from the bus.
Then after a bit more hustle and bustle it was time to go underground.
Gregor was a different boy away with me by himself. He loved everything we did, particularly all the different modes of transport. He kept trying to catch people's eyes and strike up conversations.
He liked having the responsibility of carrying his own rucksack and helping me with my bags. He kept reminding me how he was a big boy. He welled up with that Belousov emotion at the thought of going back home.
He was comforted by the thought that we were travelling east. "That's where the sea is, isn't it, mummy?"
"Yes, darling, now eat your breakfast and be quiet."
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