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My grandma was a lovely lady but she lived up north miles away so we didnt see her often but when we did she always bought sweets with her which was a real treat for us. We used to get her to play "cheat" with us with playing cards but she refused to cheat so we would always win ;)

I can only remember one granny and I only visited her 3 times because of the distance. She lived in a miners house in Holding Colliery.I had difficulty understanding her lovely Geordie accent but I remember her little house always had an open front door and people would drift in and out all day and be given a cup of tea or a little tipple.
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Nana had brought up 11 children and still loved babies. My parents were living with her and Pop when I was born so I was her "last baby".i remember my grandfather Pop giving me the crusts off the loaf spread with dripping and sprinkled with salt and my Nana playing feather blowing games in her lovely soft feather bed. Such loving people.

My one Granny was known as Granny with the bag, as she always carried a large shopping bag and always produced a surprise for me from it. She also always produced a bag of threepenny bits from it that she had saved for me. We used to met her in the church grounds in central Birmingham and she always had a bag of pigeon food for me to feed the birds.

Lavender perfume; corned beef and pickle sandwiches; a two-up two-down town house with a rarely-used "front room"; a chocolate Easter egg in a simple mug; unconditional love from two (seemingly at the time) very old people. I am close to their age now!

My Nana would always insist I had a boiled ham sandwich and a cup of tea. I never did like boiled ham, but it was her way of making sure my belly was full. She would always make me treacle toffee on the weekend. The smell was amazing!

My Nan brought me up so she was everything to me. The age gap made no difference to us, we both giggled like teenagers.

My dad's mum (Nanna B) liked a bet and always had the paper open on the kitchen table to the racing page. If you had a cup of tea she would read your tea leaves for you. She made Yorkshire curd cheescakes, when we dropped in on a Saturday she would be standing, baking.
My mum's mum (Nanna M)lived in a prefab, when I stayed the night I slept in her bed. She couldn't share a bedroom with Grandad because he was ill- he had TB. I used to pretend to be asleep when she came to bed and listen as she sighed and scratched when she took off her corsets.

My two grandmas were chalk and cheese . One was tiny , sweet , everything a grandma should be . The other was large , humourless , daunting : best known for pouring the cream off the top of the daily milk to go in her tea alone !!!

I never knew either Grandfather, as they both died before I was born, but remember my Nanny and Granny.

Both were good cooks and I learnt to cook apple pie and custard tart watching Nanny from Oxforshire. I now have an old fashioned kitchen and Belfast sink in her honour.

And one of my treasured possessions is a small notebook full of salad dressing recipes written by Granny from Edinburgh, who at one time was a cook for an upper-class family in Richmond. Needless to say, I love cooking.

My grandparents lived nearby and we saw them most days. Unfortunately this allowed my gf to abuse me daily. I wish I had all the lovely memories you all have shared. ?? But I've worked through it and come out of the other side strong and healthy ?

I only have memories of my maternal grandmother who came to live with us when I was about 12. She was always doing some sort of handcraft: knitting, crochet, making embroidered waste paper baskets or patchwork. She would recycle old jumpers and cardigans. She would 'pull them down' , wash the wool and then I would have to hold my arms out while she wound it round. She always had a warm twinkle in her eyes.

My grandparents bred budgies and my grandfather taught one to say "Silly old bird" whenever my grandmother entered the room.

I just loved spending time with my granny. We always did fun things, at Christmas time she would take my cousin and I to London to the theatre and I can remember being aloud to go up and down the underground escalators while she sat at the bottom and read a book! During the summer we all slept outside in hammocks and ate endless soft fruit from the garden. She was so laid back and I remember her encouraging a Robin to come into the house,perching on the pictures and eating out of her hand. She made her own furniture polish ,herbal remedies and did the most fantastic embroidery,beautiful flowers done from memory. She taught me to crochet and appreciate gardens and horticulture and so very much more.

We always visited my Granparents every Sunday. I remember getting sweeties every week and thinking it was the best thing in the world.

My grandad was a great gardener and as a child I spent a lot of time with him looking after tomato plants in the greenhouse. His love and care of plants was passed on to me and I remember so much of his advice. It has stayed with me all my life and whenever I think of him it is of him pottering about in the garden.

My Grandfather was a very patient man, he sat still for me while I put his silver hair in all sorts of styles,usually involving slides and ribbons, while my Grandmother looked on,stifling laughter, this was when I was about five years old.Later, when I was older he told me all sorts of amazing stories about his family, and how they had travelled all over the world ( all made up for my delight, as they never went further afield than Bridlington.) He laughed a lot and had very bright blue eyes, and was always very kind and gentle, even though he had a very hard life.Grandmother was small, a bit timid,and always produced a glass of milk and a biscuit for me, and was the first person I had ever seen to peel an apple before she ate it.Both Grandparents had amazing white teeth, which I didn't know were false , and although poor and living in a little cottage, were always neat and tidy and dignified, and very happy with each other.

I was very small when my grandad on my father's side died. I don't remember much. I just know I was spoil by him. My Nani on my mum's side was very loving, she was like a safety blanket for me. I used to go and stayed at her place on weekdays after my exams to go for my typing lessons. I loved it but like to go home too at weekend. When I was smaller we used to stay during new year's time. We had cakes and fruits and lots of fun..we had cream from cows milk which were in the stable. There was goat as well. We walk on the collins(mountain) during the holidays. Fun..... X

My grandmother kept geese and once I followed her behind the shed and saw her wring the neck of a goose.

I remember staying with my nan and grandad on their farm. We looked after orphan lambs in the farmhouse, feeding them with babies bottles, them keeping warm in front of the fire. Great memories

My grandparents died when I was pretty young so my memory is from my great nanna, we used to go and see her on a Sunday and she'd make the best sunday teas. We;d have jelly and blancmange, her home made lemoncurd pastries, ham sandwiches and we'd play in the garden outside her flat. She always had a huge smile and would watch us from the balcony

My grandmother always had a tube of sweets in her bag which would last week's but not when we were around!

My grandmother used to make the best meat pies, even my friends would purposely come around to try them. I would tell her jokes and she would giggle, but tell me not to tell my grandfather I told her - because she wasn't one for jokes in front of her husband.

My grandad would give us sixpence on a Saturday with the words " don't tell your nan" . Our nan would give us sixpence on a Saturday with the words-yes, you've guessed it-" don't tell your grandad!

I still remember my grandma used to hold my hands so tight when crossing the street.