
Pooster tells us that a relative was once sent to the shops to buy an onion, while the rest of the family went on a daytrip while he was gone. Meanwhile, whole sections of our extended kin still haven't got over a wedding brawl fifteen years ago – tell us about families at war.
( , Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:24)
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My grandad was the youngest of seven, born in Yorkshire in 1930. When I was growing up, and when my Mum was too - so ever since the Fifties - we never, ever met any of his brothers or sisters, despite all of them apparently being alive.
Was there some sort of massive reason for the falling out, I always wondered? My mum wasn't sure, so I decided one day when I was a kid to just ask Grandad why he never saw them.
He thought hard for a moment, sucked on his pipe, and said 'Because they're boring bastards.'
Different values back in them days...
( , Thu 12 Nov 2009, 13:35, 3 replies)

genuinely cannot click this enough. Your Grandad is a class act.
( , Thu 12 Nov 2009, 18:18, closed)
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