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Showing posts with label Nan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nan. Show all posts

Sunday, 12 June 2011

I love my Nan.

Well, owing to my Bs being in hospital, our whole weekend has been turned around and the routine has gone out of the window. We had originally planned to go to the lovely coast on Saturday to spend the day with friend's. This could not happen but we have managed to rearrange it for 2 week's time. 


BS has a stone in her kidney, This is very painful (apparently) and she is quite unwell. She is going to be operated on tomorrow and will be home on Tuesday (hopefully). So we have been going back and forth to the hospital and I need to jiggle my week a bit next week to support her. 


Anyway, Today LSP and I Went to visit my Nan to tell her about my sister being in hospital and why. I did not want to tell her over the phone as at 84 she worries,  and it is better to tell her face to face. 


  
My Nan as a child! 

After updating her about my BS we got to talk in general. what had been going on in the village, who had died, etc. Normal grandmother to grand daughter conversation's. 


We got round to talking about YD wanting to get a motorbike. My Grandmother had 4 son's no daughter's. My father was her eldest son, He had a motorbike when he was young......right up till the time he wrapped it around a lamp post. 


Her next Son, bought a moped, he and a friend used to bike to a nearby town on a friday night this town had a bit of a reputation for being a bit rough. Now where my nan lived was half way up a hill and you could hear for miles. On a Friday night, her and my granddad would sit on the step and listen for my uncle and his friend's moped's. As soon as they could hear them (about  2 miles away) she and my granddad would rush up to bed and would be all tucked in by the time he got home they new that he was home safe and well and they did not have to worry. This  continued until he came off his bike then traded up to get a car. 


Her third Son (who always has been careful) had a motorbike, with no incident's however it did not stop her worrying and fretting each time he went out. 


When her youngest son was old enough he was asked if he was going to get a bike or a car. 


He chose the car! my nan was happy. 


We talked about the new's, we talked about the weather and we talked about her health. Now I have started to get heartburn, and my nan has had heartburn for years and she was describing way's of alleviating it. Now my nan had her heartburn checked out just in case it was a symptom of something more sinister. 


My Nan described that after she had been checked out that the doctor told her there was nothing to worry about and the indigestion she was experiencing was a result of all of the adjectives in the food nowadays. My Nan went on to tell me more about adjectives in food. 


I was listening and nodding whilst biting the inside of my cheek to stop myself from laughing whilst LSP was practically eating the i-phone for the same reason. Now you may be thinking, why did I not correct my Nan, well she is 84 years old and confusing 2 similar word's is no big deal, but correcting her may have made her feel silly.


 On the way home I thought about an article I had seen on the new's this morning about the menu for a dinner that Prince William had attended. 


Tom Parker Bowles criticised the over pretentious menu. one example was a main course of:


Pacific Ocean black Cod Fillet, Hand Glazed with a Japanese tamari and mankuna honey reduction. 
Delicately balanced on a sumptuous organic pearl barley risotto,  hand in hand with a delightful English courgette flower beignet, teriyaki jus

hmm I think all of those adjectives would give me indigestion!