In 1980 Mum had her first grandchild, Sarah, who went on to follow in the footsteps of her mum and grandmother and became a nurse and now a midwife. Something else changed too, she became a new person, she became Granna. For the rest of her life she was known as Granna. Rachel, who is here today, wrote me a lovely note 2 weeks ago. She spoke, I think, for all of Mum’s expanding family. She said that Granna had just welcomed her into the family from the start, ‘There was never any judgment about who I was or wasn’t, no question of whether I was good enough for her grandson. If I was good enough for Daniel , I was good enough for her. “Rachel tried to explain who Granna was to her brother, Jeremy, who was confused about this “enchanting-sounding Granna” of whom Rachel enthused. Rachel replied, ‘Well TECHNICALLY Granna isn’t MY Granna, she is Daniel’s but it’s a testament of my fondness for her that she became Granna to me too.

I really liked this quote and so did my great niece, Lottie. She liked it so much that her mum bought her a Winnie the Pooh charm to go on her charm bracelet A single, short quote comes to mind when I think of Granna and Bob. Forget your Jean Paul Sartres - they weren’t into existentialist French philosophers, but they did love a wise old saying from Winnie the Pooh who once said: "How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard."

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