Favourite grandparent story

[Tashyboy]

Talking to Missis T about the inheritance blog and parents and somehow we got on about grandparents and some of our favourite stories from when we were kids.

Missis T goin on hols in the caravan with them.

Tashyboy driving over the Pennines for three hours to have me grandmas Yorkshire puds on a Sunday and coming home wi 10p in me hand.

whats yours.

 

[Norrin Radd]

unfortunately my grandparents all died when i was quite young ,but i do remember having a ride in my mums dads invalid carriage ,he would takes us around our estate for a five minute ride.
and my dads mum being the tiniest woman i have ever seen ,

 

[Rooter]

My grandad was in the RAF and greenham common had an air show in 1983 and I went full VIP! I was 4 but I do weirdly remember the blackbird coming in, it was epic! He died the year after.

My other grandad is still about now, we made an edition of rugby world magazine, we played in the same game when I was coming back from injury, I was 21, he was 72. I believe we still hold the record of biggest age generation gap in competitive rugby!

 

[SocketRocket]

My Grandfather was retired from the Fire Brigade at the age of 35 due to damaged heart and lungs from smoke inhalation. He died aged 97 after 62 years on a Fire Brigade Pension. Must be some kind of record.

 

[PhilTheFragger]

When I was 5 (1966) my teacher asked us to find out what our grandparents did in the war, asked my grandad who said he was a "Roman Soldier"

Remember proudly telling my teacher and wondering why she cracked up laughing



Also grandad was a man of few words, if Imurg and me we having a set to, he only had to say the magic words "Now Then" and we knew it was time to stop

He died in early December 1986 age77 still miss him

Got to also give a mention to Grandma Francis who lived in the same 2 bed flat in the non glam part of Chelsea where 8 kids had been born. She made the best Yorkshire pud in the world ever, absolutely a candidate for The Bakeoff Yorkshire pud spinoff

All long gone now

 

[Beezerk]

My grandad was in the Navy during WW2, as a kid when staying in their caravan during many school holidays we'd get woken up by him shouting "Let go of your cocks, grab hold of your socks" 😁

 

[Hobbit]

Crikey! There's hundreds of stories. This one is a little close to the .... bone... But hopefully not so close. Grandad came in on New Years Eve after a typical Irish skin full. He falls asleep in the armchair. The two sons, having a typical Irish sense of humour, decided to play a bit of a trick. They place a piece of chicken hanging out of his fly.

Grandma comes down in the wee small hours to see where he is, closely followed by the the boys. She spots the cat sitting on his lap licking the chicken, and screams. He wakes up and screams. The cat grabs the chicken and leaps off his lap, and grandma faints and breaks her arm.

The boys don't sit down for a week.

And then there's the one about the cockerel, or the one about the monkey, or the one about grandma's false teeth, or... The list is endless.

Mam wrote a book about their upbringing. It would make you laugh and cry in equal measure. Poor doesn't get close, but what a close knit family.