Dawn was growing up fast she learned how to walk before her first birthday and said her first words whilst they were out one afternoon. They had taken her for a walk in the pram and she was sitting up as they walked around the Tynemouth Boating Lake.
Dawn pointed at the swans and said the word “Bird.’
“That’s right Dawney said her mother; it’s a bird.’
It wasn’t long after that Dawn could speak many words and sentences.
“With help from Gordon they began to teach their daughter and she was a willing student.
Before she started school Dawn could read and write.’
“They got her a private tutor and she learned to play the piano. She had a good singing voice too and she was always singing nursery rhymes.
Dawn listened to the radio and sang along to the latest songs that her nanny would listen to. Her parents listened to Radio two which was a classical music channel.
Gordon had swings and a banana slide put up into the garden and they would all go out and watch as Dawn played away contentedly.
Dawn was not a fussy eater and would eat most things that were put down to her but her favourite was her father’s Spaghetti Bolognese. She would twirl it around and around using a fork and spoon then pop it into her mouth or suck up a loose strand between her lips then giggle away.
By the time she was six years old she was on the forth level on the piano; she could play Mozart and Beethoven symphonies. Her mother and father had taken her over to France and Italy where she learned basic cooking skills with the top chefs.
It was whilst giving a rendition of Debussy’s Clair de Lune that a photographer snapped a picture and write up appeared in the Daily Telegraph.
“Look Mummy my picture is in the newspaper.’
“Yes dear it’s wonderful your grand mother and grandfather will be pleased when they come over tonight.’
“Are they coming; really?’
“Yes; they are coming to dinner tonight.’
“Oh goody said Dawn as she ran up stairs to her room and put on her favourite dress.
Her father was out in the garden hoeing the plants; filling a trug with fresh vegetables, fruit, and herbs for tonight’s meal.
They were having Scallops with summer salad using rocket, baby radishes, cucumber, and courgette flowers.’
The veal cutlets had been marinated in balsamic vinegar and garlic and herbs and would be served with roasted vegetables.
It as just after five when Peter and Eleanor arrived; Gordon poured them a glass of his own wine that he’d made and they sat in the conservatory with Doreen and Dawn whilst Gordon finished off cooking the meal.
The dessert was cooling nicely in the fridge as Gordon put out the Scallops and added the salad.
“You can come through into the dining room now mother said Gordon as he made up a light dressing to go with the salad.
“Please help yourselves said Gordon as he sat down at the long redwood table that had been polished to a high shine.
“This is lovely said Eleanor it certainly makes a change from me having to cook.’
“Grandma did you see me in the newspaper asked Dawn excitedly.’
“No I didn’t dear, but you can show me after dinner.’
“I will play later for you if you wish.’