My Grandma and her fella Bob came round today. Once I had made them both a cup of tea and asked how they were, conversation became sooo hard. They interact with Eden but other than that the 2 hours dragged.
How many times can she remark on the Primulas outside my window being dead? She complained that the gremlins (electricians) had been round to her flat 'tinkering' and now her favourite clock wasn't working. The fact that the clock is a wind up clock didn't factor into her rant.
Bob is hard of hearing so asks you friendly questions but he can barely hear your answers. They both think the current problems with the economy and the credit crunch could be resolved by everyone shopping at Lidl and 'the foreigners' being made to leave.
I cringed throughout, and once we waved them off Eden must have felt a similar sentiment because she promptly fell asleep. I made her some cauliflower and broccoli cheese with chips and.... ketchup! She hasn't had ketchup before and when her dinner was served she looked sceptical. I dipped my finger in and sucked it over emphasizing the mmmmmm of the taste sensation. She copied the action but her mmmmm was indeed genuine. It was sweet.
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