Great Grandma to the boys and Mike's Grandma died aged 98 on Monday morning after a short illness.
We are all sad and have been exchanging memories during the week.
The boys' most vivid memory is being given pound coins when they went to visit.
Chantelle remembers Spam sandwiches.
I have lots of memories - all good ones, as it should be for a Grandma!
Those Boxing Day parties when we would sit on plastic sheets and eagerly await big plastic bags of goodies.
Grandma as a double act with Grand dad and their humour.
Grandma as the great matriarch of Mum's side of the family.
The infamous kitchen drawers full of interesting objects that I never had a good chance to look through.
The immaculate garden at King Edward Road.
I remember them both coming to look after us in Heywood. I told Grandad that I had no interest in gardening! Don't remember anything about Grandma there though.
As a parent myself I remember taking Stuart over for an inspection. He cried so much (on account of his lactose intolerance as we later discovered) that she phoned ahead to warn Mum that the baby heading over to her was a real crier.
She liked to tak about her exploits at the swimming pool.
I do not ever recall leaving any of her houses with her, but can imagine that she would have been awesome company.
She put on an impressive show with the marching batons at her 90th birthday.
All the best Grandma!
