I feel overwhelmed, getting used to the new normal of working as well as writing as well as being a Mummy and wifely type.
I have drunk more coffee this week than I have done in years.
I am grateful to my English Grandmother, Phyllis, for instilling in me a love of good coffee. (She was a rarity in war torn Britain - a woman that insisted on real coffee, not tea. I remember her avoidance of the innovative freeze dried in the 1970's, her preference for her complicated gurgling Cona, a Heath Robinson influenced contraption of burners, geezers and tubes interlinking to glass jugs.)
She kept her coffee tins and recycled them to keep home made fudge in. (I adore coffee tainted fudge for this reason.)
She taught me to make fine coffee.
She taught me to make fudge.
She taught me to cut bread so thinly for sandwhiches it melts in the mouth.
She taught me how to sew buttons and complete tapestry.
She taught me to clean windows with newspaper and methelated spirits.
She taught me to preserve fruits for jams and chutneys.
She taught me giggles and cuddles from a massive bust.
I am grateful to Granny, and this week, I am grateful for coffee.
Trying to comment on my iPod!! Some sympathy for you. Adding
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For coffee!!
Funny that, this week I'm grateful for tea!! Not long and we will all be having a little break! x
ReplyDeletewhat I divine post! My beautiful grandmother has been admited to hospital this week (and it seems unliely she will come back out) so this post has helped me remember all the little things she has taught me...
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xxxCate
Such warmth! Your granny sounds awesome. I want her to teach me to sew a button and do tapestry too. My granny wasn't that type but she baked. Man did she bake!
ReplyDeleteI was so lucky. I had three grannies. Three. And spent a lot of time with each. Spoiled. Totally.
ReplyDeleteThe trio of grannies thing - a story for another time...
ReplyDeleteWrite the good memories down? xx
ReplyDeleteTea, coffee, ritual. And going away. Grateful for ALL that! xx
ReplyDeleteCaz, you understand, I know. Thank you. xx
ReplyDeleteI loved that post. Your granny sounds amazing. Wish I had one of those. I love granny cuddles that smell like lavender and mothballs. xx
ReplyDeleteI love this post Lucy, I don't have close relationships with my grandparents but this is the sort of granny that I want to be xx
ReplyDeleteAh yes, I too have so much praise for the Granny Gods ...
ReplyDeletelove love love this post! we have sooooo much to learn from our grannies
ReplyDeleteMy dear nanna is holidaying in Oz right now...she too is from England, her name is Betty and she is awesome!
Oh and coffee is always something to be grateful for...i love that your gran was into coffee when she comes from the land of tea
Gill xo
In this grannies case it was coffee, cigarettes, tea rose and bread. Total olfactory comfort.
ReplyDeleteYou will. xx
ReplyDeleteI am sure the fondness skips a generation, in my case...
ReplyDeleteLove to Betty. How I love the names of our Grannies. Mine were Peggy, Phyllis and Molly. Gorgeous names.
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Love your blog and your gratefuls list. I am more than a little envious as I lost both my Grandmothers before I was born. The same thing has happened to my own daughter. It seems we are not destined for a tradition of Grandmas in my family sadly.
Have a great weekend.
Trish
xx
Granny Phyllis sounds like the perfect grandmother with a strong edge of sophistication. What a lady! x
ReplyDeleteAhhh, Bron, she was. Flaming red hair too....
ReplyDeleteWelcome Trish...it maybe the stars are aligned to put you at the forefront of the next era of grandmother traditions...xx
ReplyDeleteGranny's are the best! I have 3 of them (due to a divorce and re-marry before I was even born) so I am very lucky!
ReplyDeleteYours taught you so much, reminds me to go and visit mine next week.
Oh I miss both my Granny's now. The Tapestry brings back fond memories - my Gran used to say the back of the tapestry had to look as good as the front (never mastered that).
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Jen
I don't even like coffee, but your post made me want one! xx
ReplyDeleteIf I could have just a few minutes with any of my grannies......oh wow. I miss them all heaps. Take the time when you can. xx
ReplyDeleteHaha, my Granny used the say the same thing. And "your linen press needs to be as neat as a made bed". I never knew what she meant really, until I had my own home and children. Now her words echo in my head as I launch from one chaotic day the next....
ReplyDeleteIt's the steam and the smell and the ritual Kelly...
ReplyDeleteSo lovely. I can taste the fudge just from your words. I hear you on the coffee. Back working every day it has become my daily fix once more. Love you to share a fudge recipe. xx
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful thing to be grateful for. There's something special about Grandma's.
ReplyDeleteWHat a lovely post - I didn't have that kind of relationship with either of my grandma's, and I miss that.
ReplyDeleteI didn't have this kind of relationship with my Grandmas either, you've been very lucky.
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