Monday, 6 August 2012


My granny was 90.
But you can imagine she always considered herself young at heart.
I have a vague idea of how she looked at 20 though, since she tried to regale me with stories of how she was then a beauty queen.
Gosh, shes the dame!
A guy said that to her those days before he fell off the cliff, apparently he turned out to be our grandfather.
In as much as shes long gone, at least I have certain things to hold on too as part of a souvenir.
Its not a stunt just to let you read this its about a woman with a good heart, a philanthropist, no phantom, she was a grandma to few but a mother to many.

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