Ab Fab Gran...

Ali found her boom box yesterday morning so we had some fab tunes blasting through the big beach house. As we have no paying guests just now this was all fine and even Gran seemed to enjoy as I jiggled  her up and down on her vibrating mattress. We plugged the tunes into the car stereo on our way to the market where I spotted, on route, the location of my recent 'drugs run'. At which point the stereo was blasting out a background noise of a police car siren and I automatically threw myself into the footwell under the seat! In my head shouting 'hit the gas Ali'.

Sometimes I think poor Gran, she must feel like she is living with Patsy and Edina from the Absolutely Fabulous sitcom. One night when we were lifting her from the wheelchair to her bed Ali grabbed Grans legs to lift onto the bed but grabbed one of mine too, I didn't even realise until I was practically in bed with her! The other day, down the corridor, I was walking behind Ali pushing Gran in the wheelchair when her trousers fell down to her ankles, she just kept walking, albeit wonky and providing me with a right eyeful!

Sometimes when the three of us are just chilling with Netflix Gran does her 'dead' impression. This involves Gran just staring into space and holding her breath for the longest time. Freaks me and Ali out every time! On other occasions Gran does her 'exorcist' impression when she lets out a very loud and long gargled noise from deep within. That one freaks us out even more. Once when in a shopping mall my bestie friend, Sue, told me that the wheelchair wheels can grip the moving escalator floor going downhill. No they can't! The shopping trolleys can. Nearly lost Gran that day!

Gran is an absolute trooper for 90 years of age. Nobody knows her view of the world she lives in but I like to think she's having an 'absolutely fabulous' giggle with me and Ali...

Gran 90 years young...

Milo guarding Gran...

Gossiping with Gran...