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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Are your grandparents still alive? What's your best memory of them when growing up?

My gran had Parkinson's and really really shaky. I always got her to take me to the toilet when younger because she had shaky hands.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

All gone and cant remember much.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"All gone and cant remember much."

Oh I remember very clearly

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

lmfao..... sick dude, really sick... but... lmfao!!

I had one granddad left when i was born... he was, in my eyes, utterly amazing. I can remember the only time he told me off like it was yesterday, I was 8 and had made paper people.... argh what do you call them, you know the accordion type people that pull out and they are all holding hands..... anyway... i left bits of paper everywhere and he came into the room and told me I was a selfish brat and I don't think I'd even been so distraught. God rest his soul. Grandparents are awesome... I can't wait to be one one day xxx

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"lmfao..... sick dude, really sick... but... lmfao!!

I had one granddad left when i was born... he was, in my eyes, utterly amazing. I can remember the only time he told me off like it was yesterday, I was 8 and had made paper people.... argh what do you call them, you know the accordion type people that pull out and they are all holding hands..... anyway... i left bits of paper everywhere and he came into the room and told me I was a selfish brat and I don't think I'd even been so distraught. God rest his soul. Grandparents are awesome... I can't wait to be one one day xxx"
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I agree, awesome

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By *emima_puddlefuckCouple
over a year ago

hexham

my granddad is my hero, in so many ways the good, non sexual things about me today are because of him. One of 12 children his background was straight out of Catherine Cookson, his father was a twunt who drank whatever money came in and every week his sunday suit would be sent to the pawn shop.

He and his best friend agreed to join up the day war was declared, they were both unemployed in newcastle and 18, grandad got to the recruiting office and Uncle George wasnt there,no problem thought Grandad, he will be here soon

When he left the recruiters there was Uncle George, big smile on his face saying, "they are taking on at vickers"..yes my Grandad swore...

He was incredibly bright and his mother had scrimped to send him to school for an extra year, he took the radio operators course and one day got called out for some tests, he didnt know what they were but turned up and beat the other competitors at the 100 yards race.

He was then he found, in the chindits, and leaving for india. For those who dont know about them the chindits are the fore runner of all special forces like the sas...

His war experiences cemented his socialism, turned him into a pacifist and he wore a white poppy every remembrance day.

i was the only person he ever talked abut his war experiences with, he taught me hini and shared things his children never knew.

He lived on an incredibly rough council estate and never realised or admitted, that the only reason he found it an oasis of calm and respectability was because he had treated the local leaders of gangs as children with the same respect and love he showed to everyone

i know this might not have been intended to be a serious thread...but the things we can learn from our grandparents are incredible and priceless

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Well I'm 28 and both my parents are in their 70's already so basically no, none still around!

One either died before my time or when I was really young so have no memory at all of him... the rest I have my memories and reminders

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

my gran and grandad always kept chickens and ducks when i was a kid, well till they was to old to look after them really, always remember as a kid getting a cup of feed and going feeding the chickens and duck then we would collect the eggs and gran would box some uo for us to take home for tea

many a time one of us wouldnt close the gate properly so we'll all be running around rounding the chickens back up, great fun when your 8

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

My gran was great she would always give me a fiver and say dont tell your mam one time she said dont tell your mam i asked her why ,,,she said cos i took it out her purse

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"my granddad is my hero, in so many ways the good, non sexual things about me today are because of him. One of 12 children his background was straight out of Catherine Cookson, his father was a twunt who drank whatever money came in and every week his sunday suit would be sent to the pawn shop.

He and his best friend agreed to join up the day war was declared, they were both unemployed in newcastle and 18, grandad got to the recruiting office and Uncle George wasnt there,no problem thought Grandad, he will be here soon

When he left the recruiters there was Uncle George, big smile on his face saying, "they are taking on at vickers"..yes my Grandad swore...

He was incredibly bright and his mother had scrimped to send him to school for an extra year, he took the radio operators course and one day got called out for some tests, he didnt know what they were but turned up and beat the other competitors at the 100 yards race.

He was then he found, in the chindits, and leaving for india. For those who dont know about them the chindits are the fore runner of all special forces like the sas...

His war experiences cemented his socialism, turned him into a pacifist and he wore a white poppy every remembrance day.

i was the only person he ever talked abut his war experiences with, he taught me hini and shared things his children never knew.

He lived on an incredibly rough council estate and never realised or admitted, that the only reason he found it an oasis of calm and respectability was because he had treated the local leaders of gangs as children with the same respect and love he showed to everyone

i know this might not have been intended to be a serious thread...but the things we can learn from our grandparents are incredible and priceless

"

Lovely thank you

Oh ... And what do you mean not a serious thread? Tut tut

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"My gran was great she would always give me a fiver and say dont tell your mam one time she said dont tell your mam i asked her why ,,,she said cos i took it out her purse "

Haha brilliant.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"my granddad is my hero, in so many ways the good, non sexual things about me today are because of him. One of 12 children his background was straight out of Catherine Cookson, his father was a twunt who drank whatever money came in and every week his sunday suit would be sent to the pawn shop.

He and his best friend agreed to join up the day war was declared, they were both unemployed in newcastle and 18, grandad got to the recruiting office and Uncle George wasnt there,no problem thought Grandad, he will be here soon

When he left the recruiters there was Uncle George, big smile on his face saying, "they are taking on at vickers"..yes my Grandad swore...

He was incredibly bright and his mother had scrimped to send him to school for an extra year, he took the radio operators course and one day got called out for some tests, he didnt know what they were but turned up and beat the other competitors at the 100 yards race.

He was then he found, in the chindits, and leaving for india. For those who dont know about them the chindits are the fore runner of all special forces like the sas...

His war experiences cemented his socialism, turned him into a pacifist and he wore a white poppy every remembrance day.

i was the only person he ever talked abut his war experiences with, he taught me hini and shared things his children never knew.

He lived on an incredibly rough council estate and never realised or admitted, that the only reason he found it an oasis of calm and respectability was because he had treated the local leaders of gangs as children with the same respect and love he showed to everyone

i know this might not have been intended to be a serious thread...but the things we can learn from our grandparents are incredible and priceless

"

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"my gran and grandad always kept chickens and ducks when i was a kid, well till they was to old to look after them really, always remember as a kid getting a cup of feed and going feeding the chickens and duck then we would collect the eggs and gran would box some uo for us to take home for tea

many a time one of us wouldnt close the gate properly so we'll all be running around rounding the chickens back up, great fun when your 8 "

Yep, my grandad kept a chicken pen too. Used to love those visits and the exitement of taking home early morning eggs for brekky, waiting to see who would be lucky enough to get a double egg!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I like taking trips down Nostalgia Lane but it's not the same as it used to be.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"I like taking trips down Nostalgia Lane but it's not the same as it used to be. "

naaa not since they cut down all the trees n hedges n built semis.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I was very fortunate and not only knew all of my grand parents but 2 of my great grand mother's as well(both born in the 1870's). My best memories of them was that they had time to spend with us, stories to tell of the old days and lots of love for us all. As a grand mother myself now I'm carrying that tradition on

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"I was very fortunate and not only knew all of my grand parents but 2 of my great grand mother's as well(both born in the 1870's). My best memories of them was that they had time to spend with us, stories to tell of the old days and lots of love for us all. As a grand mother myself now I'm carrying that tradition on "

You're a grandmother? You hardly look mid 30's

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

never knew my granparents....and dread to think what my grandchildren would say about me if I asked them when I speak to them later on

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