The proud hobbit, or why am I quiet today?

I have a good excuse.
You might expect me to me writing about the weekend… and I will. You could, justifiably, expect me to be promoting the newly published Scions of Albion… and of course, I should.
Instead, however, I have been out since first thing this morning, not getting home till this evening and still have the day’s work to begin.
So what, you might ask, have I been up to?
Instead of my usual day, I took my son to London.
I do not particularly like driving in London. Especially when the sun is broiling me through the windscreen.
I argued with his GPS system all the way. No matter how cultured the voice, I will not go left if the road I need goes right, nor reroute through narrow backstreets to save three minutes… not am I prepared to do a ‘U’ turn on a motorway slip-road because the sat-nav thinks it knows best.
But tonight it was all worth it.
We had been down to have the final adjustments done on his new wheels… wheels that were finally delivered to his door an hour after I had left.
You may have read my son’s story over the weekend… this year Independence Day means even more than usual.
My son called me from the middle of a field, where he and his wheels were enjoying the sunset.
And sometimes a picture really is worth more than words…

nick trike park birds flowers trees 009 nick trike park birds flowers trees 015

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com.
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53 Responses to The proud hobbit, or why am I quiet today?

  1. Wonderful! A joy to behold. ❤

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  2. Running Elk says:

    Top speed?
    More to the point… where’s the bell? :p

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  3. barbtaub says:

    Congrats to your son! He’s rocking the new ride.

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  4. Mary Smith says:

    Oh, how brilliant! Excellent – and a bell as well! I have a lump in my throat and can only guess how you are feeling.

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  5. Power to his wheels. Peace to his mum. Much joy in the future to both of you

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  6. Ali Isaac says:

    Wow! That is so cool! Independence at last! My boys will be green with envy when they see that piece of kit!

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  7. noelleg44 says:

    As a young friend of mine would say, way cool! It looks like fun! Here’s to many happy miles for him and contentment for his Mum.

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  8. Eliza Waters says:

    That’s one cool set of wheels – another independence day for Nick! So the mother in me wants to know where is the bike helmet? I think a flag would alert motorists as well. Sorry, Nick, I am first and foremost, a mother! 😉

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  9. Éilis Niamh says:

    Wow, just incredible! Awesome! Much love to the both of you. 🙂

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  10. THIS is freedom!!!!!!!

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  11. Now that…is a beautiful thing !! ☺

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  12. Norah says:

    Love the wheels as much as the excuse! 🙂

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  13. …LUVVIN this, m’Lady, Sue 🙂

    Like

  14. Those wheels look fantastic and I bet that’s how freedom feels too!

    Like

  15. Widdershins says:

    I can but repeat … COOL!!! 😀

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