Morning all. Dick, I really sympathise with your problems, I've been there myself. My granddaughter got a 'wee bit stroppy' when her little brother was born. Unfortunately he was a little bit poorly due to a millk allergy which took a while to diagnose. She felt completely pushed out. Luckily, like your granddaughter, she's a very bright girl. We sat her down and explained to her that when she was a baby she needed looking after just like her brother. Also that Mum and Dad only had so many hours in a day and were very tired from working, looking after her and her brother and running backwards and forwards to the hospital. It took a little time, but she understood and went home determined to help her parents when she could. The doom and gloom only lasted a couple of weeks and then everybody's moods lightened.
Offering advice to No1 Son is a bit but I like to think I brought him up properly, to look after himself and make his own decisions, which on the whole he does very well.
Battening down the hatches now, as the above mentioned litte terror grandson will be arriving any minute, excited to try his new bicycle.
BarryO, what you need is the good old Yorkshire 'Nose Snood' or maybe a heated Darth Umpire helmet
All best wishes to the sick injured and missing in action.