I love this photo of my grandchildren Laura and David – who are grown up now – taken at harvest time in our garden. The large pumpkins were grown by their late granddad Roy, who was a keen gardener.
Mrs Housley, Isle of Man
My eight-year-old granddaughter Harriet wouldn’t eat all her dinner up so l said, “No pudding for you then”. As quick as a flash she answered me with this explanation, “Nana, my tummy is in two halves. This half (pointing to her left side) is my dinner side, and that’s full up, my right side is my pudding side and that’s empty.” How could I argue with that?
Jenny Doubleday, West Sussex
I took my three-year-old nephew to church for the first time with my family. He waited impatiently for the service to start. Eventually he turned to me and said “Auntie, when is God going to get here?”