Our Granny #7

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Here at Jammy Toast we are getting increasingly worried over the behaviour of Granny. As a few of you are aware, Granny has started getting befuddled lately. We know it is her age but it is getting to be a big concern, as she gets more confused and forgetful. Keys are becoming an increasing problem for her. She has lost car keys umpteen times because she keeps putting them down in unusual places. She then forgets where she leaves them. The last time was just after she had put the milk bottles out. She could not find the front door key anywhere but it was discovered the next morning by the milkman – she had put the key out with the milk!

A Life In The Day Or Our Granny

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The normal peace and quiet of The Bear Sanctuary was shattered this morning with the shrill hyena like cackle of Granny. “Oh No, what now” I thought. Granny flew into the room screaming, “What have you done with my key?” Yes, you guessed it; she had lost a key again. This time it was the key to her bedroom door. As I have mentioned before, she locks her door to stop me playing tricks on her by placing things in her bed (as if!) and now she was locked out.

Granny And The Shopping Spree

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We all know how Granny has had a few problems with keys and remembering where she left them in the past, however yesterday she totally surpassed all previous Grannyisms. She left the house early for a little shopping spree in Sainsbury’s. She parked her car in the car-park and headed towards the entrance, shopping list in hand. She got her trolley and proceeded to search the store for the items she was after. So far, so good.

Granny Fights Back

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Granny has been complaining that the stories on this blog are untrue. She says I twist them round and the posts are just a figment of my imagination. Furthermore, in her opinion they are pathetic. Let me just say in my defence, if I had the imagination to dream up some of these stories, I would have long ago received The Nobel Prize for Literature. Furthermore, I keep offering Granny the chance to put forward her own slant on these stories, but alas, so far she has declined. This is a pity because I am sure everyone would love Granny to write something for the blog.