The joy of Grandchildren

I’ve got six grandchildren now (five girls and one boy) whose ages range from three to almost 30 – I’m always laughing when they’re around.

The eight-year-old recently said to me, “Granny, I love you very much, I hope you never die. But when you die, I will miss you.” Then there’s the 15-year-old who told me I need to get a new bra. I asked, “Why darling?” and she said, “You’re getting a bit droopy.” They’re all on moustache patrol too!

What kind of a grandmother am I? Both a strict and a daft one! My sons live all over the place – one is in Edinburgh, another in east London and another in Spain, but I never miss an opportunity to see them. The only condition the boys have given me is that I don’t arrive with gifts because then the kids would look forward to the gifts and not seeing me. I am allowed to play hide and seek though, which the kids adore – and so do I! W&H