A letter to... Grandma, my muse
May 05, 2022
2 minutes
Dear Grandma Hilda,
I can still remember watching you knit away, a ciggie hanging from your mouth.
No wonder when you sent us five grandchildren beautiful handmade cardies in the post they’d smell of cigarettes – you smoked like a chimney!
You spoilt us, though. ‘Buy yourself some
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