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Sulking or frowning seems churlish, when everything works, everything’s clean and everyone’s smiling. You’re not tall enough.” Thank goodness for height restrictions. As a post-war baby, Chessington – when it was just a zoo and not a “World of Adventures” – was the closest I came to an exciting day out. Would I have discovered the glorious old rolling stock, steam engines and the charming staff at the Bluebell Railway in Sussex, if I didn’t have a four-year-old, train-obsessed grandson? ” said Jackson, as he clambered aboard and saw the corridors and leather-strapped windows. Now, on long train or plane journeys, instead of ploughing through an improving novel or fiddling with the “entertainment system”, I find that a packet of crayons and some colouring books is a relaxing and constructive way to pass the time and my sketching skills are improving, as I have to draw everything from Spiderman to the Polar Express.

I stopped smiling when Daisy-Jude and Jackson said they wanted to go on Indiana Jones and the Temple of Peril, one of the so-called big thrills. I pretended to be disappointed as I steered them towards Peter Pan’s Flight. Now, with two grandchildren in England and one (two-year-old Ruby) in Sydney, Australia, I’m seeing places and doing things I’d never, ever have chosen to do, without a grandchild clutching my hand. Invited onto the footplate to shovel coal, he was almost bursting with happiness as we steamed through the golden Sussex countryside. I am a grandmother and I am doing this for my grandchildren, I told myself firmly, as I boogied round the balcony, at the stage show of High School Musical. Modern museums like the London Transport – where you can clamber over everything and drive a bus or a train – are a million miles from the fusty, “hands off” museum memories of my childhood.

Then my daughter and son-in-law announced that they couldn’t get time off work (how hard did they try? So my husband and I took Daisy-Jude, 8, and Jackson, 4, on the Eurostar to Paris, with the instruction: “Have fun”. Apart from the huge responsibility of looking after two young children, it was all a big, cynical marketing exercise, wasn’t it?

I was bound to get exasperated by the relentless chirpiness of Mickey and his mates, the “cute” songs, the jaunty parades.

My circle of friends and acquaintances has become much smaller.

I have had to cope with various health problems alone.

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Do please email me at [email protected] if you would like to know more or have any problems joining the site.If you do join, and it is free then you get your own senior social networking profile page where you can fill in details about yourself if you wish, along with your photos, blogs and a wall where visitors can comment.Buzz50 is a great place for seniors to make friends with other over 50s from around the world. But with all the guilty energy of the working grandmother, it was I who had suggested the trip.My plan was that we would all go: grandparents, parents, grandchildren.

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