Kevsgreat
Striker
Them aeroplanes man, I'd get one every week from the paper shop at the end of my Gran's street and it would be knackered within two minutes of being chucked about. She'd still get me one the next week.Great thread. Its times like this when I am reminded that whilst I'm the unluckiest person in the world when it comes things like raffles or games of chance, I've been the luckies person ever when it comes to thing that matter.
I had all 4 grandparents and 2 great nannas when I was born.
Used to visit one in Blackhall Rocks once a week until I started school. I remember buying those polystrene 3 piece aeroplanes from the shop next to the chippy on the corner (on the main road through the village - I'm sure people know it), and playing with my younger cousins Graham and Dan on the little field out the front of the house.
And I'm pretty sure we still went in the school holidays until she moved into a nursing home. I remember that place quite well too (Glendale House?) - playing draughts with my great uncle who recently passed away, but had the biggest attendance I've ever seen at a funeral. Lovely man.
She died when I was probably about 7.
My other great nanna, well, she plodded on just fine until I was about 20! Could be wrong here, but I think she got a card and a bottle of fizzy from our MP when she turned 90.
I spent so much time with her during the school holidays - my mam would go to work and leave me there. We'd go to the Welfare Park in Horden most days, then play cards or dominos in the living room. I very rarely slept there though (she often walked up to babysit me), but someone else mentioned the toasting fork over the coal fire - aye, we did that too.
She was absolutely lovely my "big nanna" (because she was the older nanna, despite being about 4 foot 6 !). Her name was always lovely, and I gave it to my first child.
I was at Uni when she passed, and I'd bought and wrapped a bottle of brandy for her Xmas present. I was given it back after she died, and it sat in my cupboard for quite a few years until I could bring myself to open it.
Coming back to memories of the house, her bedroom has such a strange smell - old lady smell I guess. My grandparents had moved in with her and had lived there about 10 years by that point, and my nanna is still there now. That bedroom STILL has a faint hint of the exact same smell!
How lucky am I though, all of that, and I hadn't even talked about my granparents yet. Maybe later.
My kids are the same - all 4 grandparents and no signs of that changing at all - all fit and healthy. And one "big nanna" as well. Eldest would have had 3, but the other 2 died literaly the day before and day after she was born.