Grandparents
My awesome grandad flew in Wellingtons in the war. Damn, those shortages were terrible. Tell us about brilliant-stroke-rubbish grandparents.
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( , Thu 2 Jun 2011, 21:51)
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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a small sherry...
We used to share a house with my grandad until I was about five. I used to love licking the bowl when my mum made meringues, so when I saw a little bowl with something white and foamy in it in my grandad's room I went straight for it. Unfortunately it turned out to be his shaving foam, but he reckoned the best thing to take the taste away was a small glass of sherry... I don't remember much of the rest of the day.
( , Mon 6 Jun 2011, 10:32, 3 replies)
We used to share a house with my grandad until I was about five. I used to love licking the bowl when my mum made meringues, so when I saw a little bowl with something white and foamy in it in my grandad's room I went straight for it. Unfortunately it turned out to be his shaving foam, but he reckoned the best thing to take the taste away was a small glass of sherry... I don't remember much of the rest of the day.
( , Mon 6 Jun 2011, 10:32, 3 replies)
It's probably best you don't
Let's just hope those repressed memories never show up.
( , Mon 6 Jun 2011, 11:58, closed)
Let's just hope those repressed memories never show up.
( , Mon 6 Jun 2011, 11:58, closed)
I know, I know... He also used to sit me on his knee, bounce me up and down and sing "The Galloping Major", come to think of it, but it was totally innocent!
( , Mon 6 Jun 2011, 18:21, closed)
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