Zach

Zachary Roy Pudding
born in London this morning 
October 24th 2023
A first child for Sarah and Ian. Exceptionally handsome Zach weighed in at a healthy 7.5 pounds.  The parents hoped for a natural birth but after listening to informed medical advice, it was decided around midnight  that he would be born by c-section and he arrived at eight minutes past two this morning - which just happens to be our 42nd wedding anniversary. You couldn't ask for a better anniversary gift.

Above - there's Ian and Sarah with Zach  very soon after the birth. Ian was present the whole time. I think that the pale green sheet you can see kind of screened off what was happening in Sarah's nether regions.

Below you can see our Ian falling in love with his son

Dear Zach,

Welcome to the world! This is your Yorkshire grandpa calling. You have so much to learn in the hours, the days, the months and the years ahead. This world that we share is filled with interest, beauty and potential. Always remember that when the naysayers seek to tell you a more negative, joyless story.

To develop as a little human being you need love and you will be blessed with plenty of that. I, for one, will love you for the rest of my days and when you are older I hope to read to you and keep you safe in children's playgrounds. I will show you lambs and sheep and name birds for you and I will help you to draw and to giggle because I will sometimes tickle you!

Living down in London, they will try to make you talk like a Londoner but in the life I have left, I promise to teach you how to talk like a proper Yorkshire lad. For example, "Nah then ow's tha goin' on?" means "Hello! How are you?" and you will also become an ardent Hull City supporter just like me. Forget Chelsea, Arsenal  or Tottenham Hotspur!

Be kind to others. Treat them as you would wish to be treated. Find joy and satisfaction in learning. Live with honesty and dignity. Laugh till tears run down your cheeks. Sing. Respect Nature. Be the best version of yourself that you can be but do not be afraid to seek help or advice as your journey through the years proceeds.

Love,

Grandpa Pudding

P.S. Don't take drugs and don't get a tattoo.



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Love

 Today’s post is a lesson. It never ceases to amaze me how He uses you dear friends to minister to me, and teach me at the same time. One of you lovely souls emailed me to say I would receive something in the mail yesterday. And I took that statement to be truth. I took it to the bank, and cashed it, before I received it. I did receive it yesterday, and this person made my day, my week. 

All this to say, what if I took God’s Word, His promises to the bank and cashed them before I received it. He delivers. He does it when He wants, not mine. What this friend taught me yesterday was something I don’t want to forget. 

People can be good. Decent. Better than expected. 

I’m always surprised by how much I’m loved. Maybe I shouldn’t be. 

Loving myself is hard, but a worthwhile pursuit. 

Crying tears of gratitude not of sadness is a wonderful change. 

There will be hard days ahead. I was reminded that I’m braver than I think. As much as I loved the gift, the card was the star. 

To the one that sent me this precious reminder. Thank you. You know who you are, and I’m grateful for who You are, and the love you poured into a vessel in need of it. 


Love yourself and one another



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