Originally Posted by Soozy Woo:
Sorry - I'm a little bit emotional 
Never say sorry for emotions..xxx
Originally Posted by Soozy Woo:
My (maternal) grandad was simply the best. The nicest man I ever knew. I lived next door to him until I got married. This whole brisket thing has made me sad ..............my grandad was lovely - mot a bad bone in his body and never a bad word to say about anyone - I think briske was probably like that.
Sorry - I'm a little bit emotional
Well being an older bint (55) I only knew one grandparent.My mothers dad.He was brilliant , he introduced me to gardening etc and an interest to garden wildlife.His wife, my granny died when I was two,so I have no memories of her.He died from stomach cancer in 1969.He did live to see the first men on the moon."Load of rubbish!" he called it.
My maternal grandfather, a railway worker, was younger than me when he was hit by a train on a foggy day. His wife went into immediate decline and died of complications caused by 'flu. Paternal grandfather was an old guy who'd married twice fathering a dozen kids, my dad (86) being the second youngest. That grandmother died of cancer.
I would have loved to have met the former since apparently I am in his image, character, even down to the regular nose bleeds.