Re: Grandparents
My mother's mother died when I was 17. I went to her place for a few years at lunchtime when I was at secondary school so got to know her.
She had an abnormal fear during thunderstorms - sat in the corner trembling.
She tried unsuccessfully to teach her budgie, Billy, to talk, but tried endlessly.
She had a hard life with a useless husband - and threw him out and raised 3 children alone whilst working weaving.
I recall she played patience with cards for hours on end, smoked Woodbines, played dominoes and drank milk stout in The Globe.
An independant woman when that wasn't the norm - I admired her for her tenacity
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Last edited by MargaretR; 17-10-2008 at 20:28.
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