More slip, trip and fall down memory lane tonight.............
Only it was via email with a fellow blogger.
Memories of my Irish gran.
A hard woman, born in the wrong time.
She taught me how to play cards, yahtzee and how to can strawberries.
She gave me her dark hair, eyes and boobage.
She taught me how to swear and give the evil eye.
I used to shake her beer up before giving it to her.
