Grand.

Grandparents
are really cool.

Nana & Roy.
Picture them in your head.


Meet Nana:
she has blonde hair up to her cheeks.

she is clean cut, wears simple colours with a random flash of coloured jewelry & always has a small handbag.

she always has a white tissue up her sleeve.
she likes having her hair brushed.

her
favourite
flowers
are
poppies

& has a little mole on the end of he nose.

She is quite conservative, & doesn't really like doing things spontaneously.

i like her very much.

Meet Roy:
Hes the jokester of the family.

hes adventurous.

one of my greatest friends in the world.

he drinks red wine after dinner most nights.

& he likes wearing red or green socks that show when he walks.

he looks normal.

he was a fireman.

he was a photographer.

he was a model.

he watches the track races channel whenever he can, & every time i sit & observe what he does when a race is on- it always makes me laugh.

he gets all fidgety, & all his focus is on the television. he stands up & rocks on his heals back & forth.

he is spontaneous & likes to do things out of the blue.

i like him very much.

Today they came over for lunch.

During lunch, Nana was telling me about how went she was about 22 she got dropped off at the train station, & took the train to Levin, & hitch hiked to Taupo with her best friend...

uh..

i didn't see that coming?

Knowing the side of her now, it's so hard to imagine her doing something like that.

i enjoyed that story.-it was a bit longer than that, but i'm not very good at telling stories.

There is this long curtain in their room, & she finds it hard to pull it from one side of the room to the other.. so she cut it in half & presented to me today with 2 huge halfs of a curtain.

spent literally about 4 hours hemming & sewing slash fixing what she had done while Roy fell asleep on the couch.

it was great!

I am now sitting in my room watching Pinocchio in segments on You Tube, as well as The Storyteller. A childhood classic i used to love so much.
Listening to the stories, & realising the lesions behind these old mainly Irish legends & tales are really strange. really strange.

There is one story that has a woman who wishes to have a child so bad.

"She didn't care if it was a baby made out of marzipan, porridge, or as ugly as a hedgehog."
So she got a hedgehog boy for a child.

You'll have to see it.


I
like
Pictionary.

Mona Lisa.