Nan, nanna, granny, g-mama, baba, babyshka, oma. They kick but, don't they?? The sweet ones, the posh ones, the cute ones - they're just so great. Not so much the mean ones, but hey!, nobody's perfect, no, no, no, no, no. My grandma is so beautiful. I just got a blue woollen jumper, cream woollen cardigan and a khaki angora cardigan/wrap. And delicious Ukrainian food everyday. Yeah-yuh! Love you Bunya!!
For those clever ones out there, my name is Welsh for the smiling basket. Why? Well, a basket is a vessel that appears stable. In fact, it is tightly wound, rarely reveals weakness and is widely accepted not to smile; that's me. I intend to, through this blog, unwind, release my load and smile, hopefully bringing strangers on the joy ride with me. So friends, I am setting out on a journey, and I hope to see you at the other end.
Sunday, 21 April 2013
0085: GRANDMAS
Nan, nanna, granny, g-mama, baba, babyshka, oma. They kick but, don't they?? The sweet ones, the posh ones, the cute ones - they're just so great. Not so much the mean ones, but hey!, nobody's perfect, no, no, no, no, no. My grandma is so beautiful. I just got a blue woollen jumper, cream woollen cardigan and a khaki angora cardigan/wrap. And delicious Ukrainian food everyday. Yeah-yuh! Love you Bunya!!
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