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Inspired by comments in another thread.

What are your favourite (or otherwise) memories of your grandparents.

How do you see your roll as a grandparent now as opposed to previous generations.

As said in other thread, one gran was in her 60s by time I was born. Other gran was a bit younger, and I'm sure she worked till she dropped. At one stage she was homehelp to my other gran. Younger gran, Doris, prob 60 by the time I can remember her, was fun. All other kids were still at home apart from my dad, my auntie only a few years older than me. Used to have lots of fun there, and remember her Sunday teas with everyone sat round the table.

Neither gran, even then, was used as a childminder. Older gran did live with us for a few years. Had to share a bedroom with her. Remember having to stick my head under the covers while she put her corsets on! :D

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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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I never knew my real grandparents. It has been a source of sorrow to me all my life.

My Turner grandparents were both dead before I was born. My mum lost her mother when she was 14 and her father died 4 years before I was born so my brothers had memories of him - but not me.

My dad lost his mother when he was 8 and his father a year later. It was a tragic, harrowing story of 5 orphaned little boys separated because they were orphaned but it left me with the nearest thing I had to grandparents - my foster-grandparents. It wasn't quite the same, though, they were kind enough to me but - distant.

When I was about 7, I "invented" a grampa. I used to tell real "whoppers" about this old man who varied between the ages of 85 and 110 and was sometimes Grampa Turner but also sometimes Grampa Sleddon. Sometimes he lived with us (God knows where he slept - we only had 3 bedrooms) and sometimes he lived in Australia, or London. I outgrew the fantasy grandparent within a year or two but I always envied other kids who talked about their grandmas and granddads.

I try to be a good grandparent to both my grandchildren. I don't see so much of my grandson, these days, as he's nearly 23 and busy with his own life but he knows I am always here for him, proud of him and caring about him. My granddaughter lives with me and I adore her, but no more than I adore her cousin.

It's a privilege to be a grandparent. :)

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I only knew my grandmother on my mother’s side but even then it was for less than a year. Her husband did not survive WWII and my grand parents on my father’s side died before I was born.

The only picture that I have of my grand parents is of my grandmother on my mother’s side. It was taken in 1947 when she was somewhere around 60.

A lived in face that saw more of the horrors of war than any person has a right to.
But she survived to tell the tale.

Her garden was triangular shaped and quite large. About a quarter of the triangle at the base was the ‘yard’ with outside toilets and a well in the centre. She kept a dozen or so hens in the ‘yard’ so we always had clean water and plenty of eggs.

The rest of the garden contained a few cherry trees, a couple of apple trees, a couple of pear trees, with several black and red current bushes and gooseberry bushes. Tucked into the apex were some 50 sunflowers. A large conker tree was just made to climb and of course I had more conkers than I could ever wish for.

The rest of the garden was for a variety of vegetables.

A sort of forerunner to the “Good Life”.

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I never knew my Granddad on my fathers side, he died when my Dad was only 14, seams he was gased in the war and died later as a result. My Mothers Mum died when I was only 4 so never really knew her either, just a vague memory. My Mums dad died when he was well into his 80s, can remember carrying his coffin at the funeral. I was actually brought up with my Dads Mum in that she lived with us and was always there when I came home from school as Mum was a work. I have three grandchildren Kirsty who's 20 she's a nursery nurse and lives in Accy, Jake and Oliver are 4 an 18 months and live in Vietnam so I don't see them as much as I would like.

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I have fond memories of my grandparents.....they were poor but they always had a threepenny bit for us kids every week ,and my grandma would treat us to a bottle of Stantons pop if the chap was around,,,cor that was luxury ...
My god and when i think of the housework she did it makes me ashamed for moaning,,,no mod cons in those days,,but she was so proud of her new Ewbank ,,,

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I only knew my two Grandmas as my Grandad on both sides died way before I was born, I was probably closest to my mum's mum as she lived nearer and I spent a lot of time with her when I was growing up. She'd had a hard life, having to bring up 3 kids on her own and she suffered terribly with asthma, she also lost the use of one hand after a bad bout of shingles but she never let any of it get her down. She was frail and tiny to look at but she had a brilliant spirit and outlook on life, I could talk to her about anything ... sometimes things I couldn't even tell my mum. She was just a few days short of her 95th birthday when she died which is ten years ago now but I still miss her. My Grandma on my Dad's side was in the same sort of mold too, she was albino and so was blind from a very early age but still managed to bring up her 3 children on her own. She was a member if the blind society's domino team and one of my favourite memories of her was when she was left out of the team one week because someone thought she was getting too old (I think she was about 89 at the time) - she marched down there and told them in no uncertain terms that she would decide when she was too old.

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My Mum's father died when she was in her early teens which resulted in my Nana living with my parents from the first day of their marriage. I never thought about it when I was a youngster but it must have been an awful thing for my father. We all used to gang up on him.

His parents used to live on the corner of Leyland Street and my brother and I were sent to see them every Sunday morning. Grandad boiled up black puddings every week and served them with salt. I can taste them now! He always had a party for all his grandkids at Xmas and emptied his giant piggy bank for us to share. My Gran won a pot doll one Christmas in a pub draw and gave it to me.........I was so proud and still have it now, all those years later.

Sadly, they are all gone now.

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heres a pic of my grandad and my great grandad and grandma.. i never met my great grandma, she died before i was born.. my great grandad was a fantastic bloke..used to make the best cakes and always made us something special for our birthdays, he died just before my sister was born, i was the last person in the family to see him alive, we all went to see him in hospital and i forgot my coat and had to go back for it..... he gave me a hug and a kiss and told me to tell my mum to call the baby leah (after my great grandma) and died that night :(

my grandad is the boy stood nest to my great grandma in the pic
the second pic is my great grandma, my grandad and my great uncle

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I only knew my grandma on my mums side. On my dads side his parents died when he was a kid - he was brought up by his older sister and older brothers. My grandad on my mums side died in 1969 - i was born in 1967 so i cant remember him at all. Granny was in northern ireland and so i only saw her for 1 or 2 weeks a year. She died when i was 11 or 12. We used to go and stop with her for our hols. I used to get a double bed to myself when we were there as well. Used to go swimming every morning - walk down to the baths and then into armagh and walk round and then walk back to grandmas - something like from my house to accy now - and downhill going but coming back was the killer!!! She used to have a blackthorn walking stick and sometimes if she was in a bad mood - she'd swipe me on the back of my legs as i was going past or try and trip me up with it. Somehow thinking back couldve been dementia or alzheimers - i was too young to know. Dad saw it once and never said nowt but made sure i was never left on my own with her ...

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As a rider to my earlier post I've left a letter for my two young grandsons as they don't really know me, as I said I was only 4 when my mothers mum died and I can't really remember her, I have seen my granddaughter grow up into a fine young girl, but the chances of seeing my grandson's do the same are very remote indead. At least when they get older they will know just how proud of them I was

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Years ago before camcorders became affordable I hit on the idea of making an audio tape to my off spring that would not be available until I had departed this mortal coil. In fact even before the days of the cassette recorders I sent audio letters home using a 3” reel to reel tape.

Well the same principle applies today. Make a “Video Diary” and burn it onto a DVD. Of course you will need a camcorder to do it but then most people now have a mobile phone that will also record a “Video Diary”, so use that.

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I never knew my grandads, they died before i was born:(

But my granny on my maternal side, i remember very well....good memories:)
She always used to have this real big belly laugh and i always remember her watching cricket on tv...she said she likes it when they rub their balls :eek:....LMAO!!....A right one my granny was....lol...oh i do miss her!

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I only really knew my maternal grandmother, my fathers parents being dead. My mothers mothers husband (her first one died soon after WWII treated me just like I was his natural grandfather. Both of them deserved medals, as they more or less brought me up. This was as well as working well into their 70's

They lived on Crown St in a 2 up 2 down, tin bath and outside loo and not much money. At one time they both worked at the AEU club on the corner of Paxton St and managed to combine this with more or less bringing me up.

I only wish they had both lived long enough for me to realise how much time and energy they had spent on bringing me up and to thank them for it

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I was lucky to have known my Grandma and Grandad on my fathers side and also my Grandads Mother and father, My Great Grandparents...They both died when I was eight years old....My Grandad worked at Walpamur in Darwen and my Grandma was a weaver.
My Grandma and Grandad both survived the their two sons who perished in WWII.
One was my father (1944) the other one my uncle Harold (1942).
On the other side, I new my maternal Grandma (Mam) Bridget, who had nine children, now sadly all no longer with us...I think my Grandfather (John) went missing after the ninth?...........never knew him.

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I was very priviledged to know both my Great Grandmas - one died when I was 14, the other when I was 17. I also had a full complement of grandparents until I was about 28. My little Grandma and Grandad died within a year of each other when I was 28, my other Grandma and Nanna were able to make it to our wedding but my Grandad died when I was pregnant with Maddie (I think I've said on here some of the weird things Maddie has said about him - even though she never met him) and my Nanna died about three years ago. So amazingly lucky to have all these wonderful people in my life for so long.

My little Grandad was the kindest nicest person I ever met, he taught me how to bake bread and cakes. He taught me how to do crosswords and puzzles and we used to watch Match of the Day with a bag of chips every time I stayed over at their house.

My little Grandma was your typical northern woman. She was from Durham and even though she had developed a lancashire accent she still said Fillem insted of Film. My Grandad called her Queenie. They fought and sparred and hugged and kissed all the time.

My big Nanna (she was never Grandma) had the best giggle in the world, she found everything funny and was warm and cuddly. She loved chocolate, life and snowballs (the drink).

My big Grandad was possibly the first real love of my life. And now I'm crying!

I miss them all almost every day.

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I was born in 1978, my grandparents on my mother's side did not live long lives. My maternal grandad died in 1975 aged 59 and my maternal grandma died in 1976 aged 55. :(

I would have dearly loved to have known them.

My grandad on my father's side died aged 75 in 1996 and my paternal grandma died in 2004 aged 84. They used to look after me in the school holidays and my grandma in particular used to say such funny things. She was feisty too. :)

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I never knew my Maternal Grandparents. Mum was brought up in the orphanage at Kirkham and never knew who her Parents were.
My Paternal grandad died before I was born.
My Nana was a character though and had a wicked sense of humour. She would give perfect strangers her last penny or the cloth's off her back.
She spoilt me rotten, but on the minus side she had a lot to do with my being over weight. If I was up-set she would comfort me with her lush cakes and stodgy food.
If I fell over and hurt my knee it would be comfort food to make it all better.
When I went to live with her at the age of 15 I was made to eat breakfast and it wouldn't be just one or two slices of toast but a whole plate full. She was insulted if her meals weren't eaten.
But apart from that she was one of the best.

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was brought up Mon- Fri by me nan n grandad (on me dads side) due to both parents working full time, have many happy memories of em both, me grandad worked on the bins, was in charge of the horses before mechanisation, was gutted when they got the wagons. both sadly croaked when i was in me early teens, which sent a young cashy completely off the rails. always remember me nan was a wonderful cook, can't remember her working cos she looked after me.

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You've got those warm cosey memories to hang on to mate.

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All mine were dead by teh time I was born. I've got pictures of both grandmas but none of grandads

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I remeber all of my grandparents, tho' my grandad Ashton died when I was four ... he had been wounded and gassed in the Great War ... my grandma Slater (nee Webster) died of cervical cancer in the early fifties ... my grandma Ashton died in '62 ... she'd had a hard life, working in the mills full time and taking care of her invalid husband .... my grandad Slater died also in '62 of complications from lung cancer ... a hard man, with a soft heart .... when I think of them, all different, I get some idea of what it meant to be Lancashire.

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I was priveledeged to know all of my grandparents. My nan on my mums side died when i was 20, and I had just got engaged and I remember her telling me that my ring sparkled. My Grandad on my mums side died when I was 25, just before I had my son. I remember my mum wearing black for 3 months when her mum died.

I still have both my grandparents on my dads side. They are 94 and 92 and still live together in there own home, with help from both my Uncle (there son) and myself. My Dad lives in Cyprus, but due to there ill health is coming back as soon as he has sold up. My Nan is poorly now, but I'm doing all I can for her and she is happy enough.

Sadly, I don't have my Mum anymore. How strange is that to have lost your Mum but to still have grandparents.

I remember my Grandad teaching me to ride my bike. I have to admit that I am very close to my Grandparents, and to my Dad.

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I was the first born grandchild on both sides.

My paternal grandfather was killed in June 1944, in Normandy, before my mum was born. So none of us sadly knew him.

His wife, my Nan, was only thirty nine when I was born. She looked younger than even that age, and was always very glam. She was hard working, as she had to be, after being widowed at twenty with a family to bring up.

In the school holidays she used to take us, me, my brother and our cousin, to all the places she used to have adventures as a child. The Plantation, the Swanee, the Twenty Steps, and the Fairy Caves. She would always be the first to swing over the brook on a rope, and we just laughed and had fun all day long.

When I went away to college I couldn't have survived without all the food she used to send me back with, after weekend visits home. I'd also get regular little notes, with money wrapped in strange things, so the Scouse posties wouldn't nick it.

She died in the mid nineties. I was up from London for a visit. She'd had indigestion all weekend. On the Tuesday afternoon she'd been to a tea dance. We recieved a call to say she'd been taken to the hospital, by the time we arrived she was dead. A great shock, but painless, and she'd had fun untill the last day of her life.

She loved her family unconditionally. She would have died for her two daughters, and her three grandchildren. Everytime I was home she hugged me so tight, because she didn't see me everyday like her other two grandchildren, and squeezed me hard for fear she'd never see me again. She loved, and was loved.

My other grandparents I was close to when I was small. They moved to the seaside when I was seven. I used to go and stay with them in the holidays, but I was never as close to them as my Nan.

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As you know Rindi I knew your Nan very well, she was life and soul of the party, a lovely person, spent many a Saturday night sitting on the next table in Ossy Con, we had a laugh a minute, I was very sad when she died, people like Lily are few and far between

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Grandma coming round on a Sunday afternoon to do a Jigsaw whilst my parent's were out of work. Happy, happy days!