Since my Grandmother died, I’ve been living with my Granda. He actually loves getting up early and making me breakfast (OJ, 3 poached eggs, porridge w/ banana and honey for those interested). While preparing it this morning, I noticed that he had squeezed me twice as much OJ as for my uncle – who is over from Oz for a couple of weeks visiting. I told him I noticed this and was wondering why, his reply: “I have to look after me customers”!
My Granda – a funny guy. He’s 82 today – Happy Birthday to him!