Tag: Grandad

Say “Uncle”

I don’t understand why they have to make hospital beds so big. My Grandad is swallowed up in his, half sitting, half laying, wiggling his toes under the blanket like a little kid as the nurse asks him a series of questions about his health. In his whopping 61.7 kg

Prayer and Prejudice

Today, my Grandad turns 86. ┬áHis birthday is today; his brother, my Great Uncle Donald’s birthday is tomorrow. When my sister and I were born, they placed bets on whose birthday we would share. My Grandad won — they always used to joke that that’s why he loves us so

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