My awesome grandad flew in Wellingtons in the war. Damn, those shortages were terrible. Tell us about brilliant-stroke-rubbish grandparents.
Suggested by Buffet the Appetite Slayer
(, Thu 2 Jun 2011, 21:51)
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As he was diagnosed, then died of cancer in 1983.
(, Sat 4 Jun 2011, 16:06, 2 replies)
there is a grandfather on my road who is 29.
Twenty nine?????!!!!
(, Sat 4 Jun 2011, 16:10, closed)
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