Like most people in the world, I have spent the last two days glued to Sky News.
Not only did I want to see history being made (or born?), but I was feeling a bit sentimental and emotional as V was also born in the Lindo Wing.
I wanted V to watch with me. Even though he probably won’t remember seeing it, I wanted him to know that he had watched it. He wasn’t keen. I suppose after watching a set of doors – with no one going in or out of them – for two minutes was enough for him!
I explained that a baby was being born in that hospital and that the baby was very special. I told him that he was born in the same hospital. I told him the name of the hospital and made him repeat it, etc.
Since I made it ‘all about him’, he was happy to sit for a few more minutes. This was at the time when Charles and Camilla arrived to visit their new grandson.
Me: Look Vinay. That’s Prince Charles. He’s the baby’s dada (paternal grandfather).
V: He the dada?
Me: Yes. He’s come to visit the Royal Baby in the hospital.
V: But what about the dada in Ikoyi (an area in Lagos)?
Me: Vinay – that’s YOUR dada, not the baby’s dada!