We survived. The trip to Ottawa was important and it was difficult and we survived. I had the job of organizing everything and driving people hither and yon and somehow finding the right places for a frail 97-year old and two unbelievably energetic young boys. And Anna had the job of keeping them fed and amused under very difficult circumstances at my brother’s house in the Gatineau, which it turned out was not set up for children at all, including no beds and no food. And she couldn’t even take them outside into his big yard as the mosquitoes were deadly.
On the plane back, a small girl was walking down the aisle with her dad. “Excuse me, but are you Iris?” I asked her and she nodded. Iris is my fellow blogger Kerry Clare’s daughter; I know her from pictures on the blog, as Kerry knows my grandchildren the same way. Great to see Kerry, a woman who loves and honours books, and her family. BLOGGERS FOREVER.