Holidays!

When I was little the highlight of any holiday would be staying at my Grandma's! She taught me to knit, to crochet, I helped her bake, we went to lots of National Trust places. My Grandma and my Grandpa got divorced when I was quite young but we still used to go stay with my Grandpa, which I adored, mainly because I adored my Grandpa.

My Grandpa was not an affectionate man, he was very proud, extremely intelligent, with writing like a doctor and whether he liked it or not darn right huggable! When we stayed he always took us out, but best of all he always cooked us Chicken in a white wine sauce, he bought us Vienetta and Ferrero Rocher and from the age of 12 I was treated to those miniature cans of alcoholic beverages such as Bacardi and Coke, Gin and Tonic and Vodka and Coke! hahaha! I am not sure he realised they were alcoholic! :D

My Grandpa was a reserved man of few words and I remember when I was big enough pulling him into a big bear hug as I was leaving him, I still smile/cry thinking of the look of joy in his face when I did it.

Sadly my Grandpa passed away, cancer is a cruel disease that touches many of us, without my Grandma though my Grandpa would have been someone I barely knew and that would have been a tragedy.