Day eight: Grandparent day
This is a really tough one! My paternal grandparents and I are very close, we always have been. Since I was born my family have always lived 5 miles away from them and on account of that we would see them once or twice a week. My granddad passed away three years ago so my husband and I ensure we see plenty of my nan - we can't fill the void for each other, but it helps I think!
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This is at our wedding. |
But, we have LOTS of happy stories and memories. Here are a small selection:
- Grandad had nicknames for everyone. My brother, Sam, was always Sambo-Scrambo. I was always Ali-Ooop. I have a cousin called Felicity, she was always called Flickety-Knickety, her sister Sophie was Whoty-Woo. I have no idea where these came from!
- Nan and Grandad are both into their music and on many occasions can turn your words into a song. Amazing when you consider that they can't remember what day it is sometimes!
- Nan gets her words wrong all the time! This isn't an age thing - she's been doing it ever since I can remember. DVD = VD (!!). Holidaying in Phuket, Thailand = she pronounced it phonetically! Brilliant.
- Walking through a field one day, a lady shouts to them from the other end " Have you got a dog?" Granddad shouts back "Yes!". The lady is then seen to be scrabbling round trying to get her big and naughty dog on a lead. When they meet half way across the field, the lady is looking around for their dog. "Where's your dog?" Granddad replies "At home!" Huge grins all round (from everyone other than the lady!)
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