Crazy Relatives
curvylittlegoth writes, "My Grandma is crazy, crazy mad. As well as regularly putting curses on us all, she once fell asleep in the armchair on a sunny afternoon, Barley Wine in one hand, Peter Stuyveson in the other, only to wake up several hours later to a Darth Vader sounding fireman. She thought she was in HELL as the smoke and flames billowed round her..."
Are any of your relatives this loopy?
( , Thu 5 Jul 2007, 15:59)
curvylittlegoth writes, "My Grandma is crazy, crazy mad. As well as regularly putting curses on us all, she once fell asleep in the armchair on a sunny afternoon, Barley Wine in one hand, Peter Stuyveson in the other, only to wake up several hours later to a Darth Vader sounding fireman. She thought she was in HELL as the smoke and flames billowed round her..."
Are any of your relatives this loopy?
( , Thu 5 Jul 2007, 15:59)
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Great Aunt Agnes
My Grandad's spinster sister, who'd always been a bit loopy, usually descended on us at Christmas, as spinster aunts are wont to do. What made her extra special was her choice in gifts.
One year, I got two yellow dusters.
Another, I got one of those beer homebrew kits - I was about eight at the time.
She also gave my mother a packet of cigarettes - not bad, considering my mother smokes - except she'd found these ciggies in the back of a cupboard, having kept them since the end of the second world war...
She was also the worst cook I have ever met in my life. She only ever cooked things til they were hot, so potatoes, meat etc were raw. She also once made a fruit jelly using the bloody jelly that oozed out of the Sunday roast, putting a bit of red food colouring and some tinned orange slices in.
Yum...
( , Wed 11 Jul 2007, 12:26, Reply)
My Grandad's spinster sister, who'd always been a bit loopy, usually descended on us at Christmas, as spinster aunts are wont to do. What made her extra special was her choice in gifts.
One year, I got two yellow dusters.
Another, I got one of those beer homebrew kits - I was about eight at the time.
She also gave my mother a packet of cigarettes - not bad, considering my mother smokes - except she'd found these ciggies in the back of a cupboard, having kept them since the end of the second world war...
She was also the worst cook I have ever met in my life. She only ever cooked things til they were hot, so potatoes, meat etc were raw. She also once made a fruit jelly using the bloody jelly that oozed out of the Sunday roast, putting a bit of red food colouring and some tinned orange slices in.
Yum...
( , Wed 11 Jul 2007, 12:26, Reply)
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