Grannymar

The Caller (Podcast)

August 20, 2007 at 7:45 am · Filed under Family, My Past, memories, personalities

Another memory from my childhood.

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Donncha O Caoimh said,

August 20, 2007 at 11:39 am

That’s a lovely story, I’m sure your grandmother was fuming!
Grannymar said,

August 20, 2007 at 11:43 am

She was. Humour was not part of her life.

My uncle was ready to burst as he had eaten his dinner an hour before he came to our house. He was such good fun. I still miss him.
Trackman said,

August 20, 2007 at 8:33 pm

Good to have that story on tape. It’s a lovely one and you tell it well. Thank you.
Grannymar said,

August 20, 2007 at 9:03 pm

Glad you enjoyed it Trackman.

Now go share it with your kids!
Hoof Hearted in America said,

August 20, 2007 at 9:28 pm

What a delightful story, and more delight in your reading. I so enjoyed hearing it. My paternal grandmother fed tramps at her door during the depression here in the U.S. in the late 30s and 40s (& the depression lasted a lot longer in the south where I was born)… She had a son who sounds a lot like your uncle as well. He was always pulling off terrible stunts as well. Thanks for the memories.
Grannymar said,

August 20, 2007 at 9:33 pm

Welcome HH, glad to trigger off the memory store for you.
lexia said,

August 23, 2007 at 1:48 am

Thanks for the story. You tell it delightfully. I feel almost like I was there in the middle of it.
Grannymar said,

August 23, 2007 at 9:46 am

Lexia was it the smell of the bacon or the heat of the fire?
Mo and Rich said,

August 26, 2007 at 1:24 pm

Listened again Grannymar. We sent it to both Margo and Dympna.
Grannymar » Strange but True said,

May 20, 2008 at 10:12 am

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