Mrs C

Busy day at work. I was thanked for my 'frankness' and I asked if that was code for tactlessness?!
Came home and did little jobs. Had to go to tesco for porridge, lemonade and milk for A. She is 91 and goes on the bus into town but can't carry heavy things any more. She has all her buttons and doesn't miss a trick.
She is my grand dad's sister and sometimes when she turns and looks at me she stops my heart with the resemblance she has for him. It's her eyes - so like his. She does ever so well handling things she doesn't really understand. She is a tough cookie.