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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I adore mine and very fortunate that i still have them around  in recent years they have become more like parents.
What kind of relationship did you have with yours and would that relationship effect how you are towards your own (or potentially your own) grandchildren?
Also.. did you have a nan/grandma/granny/nanny/nana/grandpa/grandad/ grandfather?
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By *inaTitzTV/TS
over a year ago
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Grandma and Grandad.
My Grandad was a wonderful chap who I take after very much and is sadly missed. My Grandma was a rather nasty piece of work. When she popped her clogs and my mum was phoning round her aunts and uncles to see if they had anything good to say about her, no one had. |
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By *phroditeWoman
over a year ago
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I was lucky to have known my grandparents and great grandparents on both sides of the family. In their thinking and outlook they were , of course a different generation, and many a times I did not agree with their views. That said they were genuine, honest and wholesome in a way that I wish existed a bit more today. They knew their own values, distinguished between right and wrong and lived by that code - they were role models with a good portion of warmth and empathy. I could not fault them and I learnt a lot from them. |
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By (user no longer on site)
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I had a Gran, a wonderful woman spent loads of time with her. She was one of those Grandmothers who showed you how to do lots of things at your pace. 
With my own grandchildren I do try to imitate how she was with me. Don't think I have her patience though, but love being with them. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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I wasnt the smartest cookie when it came to history in school, with my dad serving in the forces i felt it was something i needed to know about. Mum was pretty much clueless but i loved the fact my grandparents knew so much about it.. its living history. Before long it will only be stuff we will read in books. Saddens me.
Also the family tree. We have great conversations about where the family came from, just filled with knowledge that if they we no longer here it would be lost and take a lot of research to find out when all i have to do is just ask. |
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My father's parents came over here in 1947 after being separated by the war. Grandad fought with the Polish cavalry then the British army (polish 2nd corps) my grandmother and my aunts and uncles were taken by the Russians to. Gulag in Siberia, from which they escaped and made their way to India (on foot). They were then transported to Tehran by the Red Cross and then on to England. They were the most wonderful, strong people and anyone who met them instantly respected them. They were both in their late 90's when they died. |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"I adore mine and very fortunate that i still have them around in recent years they have become more like parents.
What kind of relationship did you have with yours and would that relationship effect how you are towards your own (or potentially your own) grandchildren?
Also.. did you have a nan/grandma/granny/nanny/nana/grandpa/grandad/ grandfather?
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Relationship between me and my grandparents are quite good. Even though I get annoyed at some of the things they do. I admire them and I wish I was more like them. Rather than myself.
If i had grand children. I know I wouldn't be the way they are towards me in terms of giving me advice, telling me their life story, etc. However If I had them I would act more of a friend towards them and chip in with advice when and if they needed it. |
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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago
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Both my grandmothers were gran but they were never together and we rarely saw them as one was in Toronto and the other in Texas. Both grandfathers died quite young (late 50s and early 60s).
My paternal grandmother was horrible. She called me the coolie gal and the last time I saw her before she died (about 20 years ago) she told me she couldn't believe how fat I was and that she hadn't gotten that fat until she'd had five children. I am shaped just like her.
My paternal grandfather (grandad) was a strange old man I used to visit on a Sunday afternoon in Blackheath. I didn't know he was my grandfather for ages but as I got older I was allowed to know. He would buy my mother Black Magic when he came over. He used to travel a lot so would send postcards from all over the place and come back with coins and stamps to add to our collections.
My maternal grandmother was lovely. She had 28 grandchildren but treated us all separately. She would tell me that I had got more beautiful each time she saw me. She was very much loved and when she was dying many of us flew out to Texas to be with her.
I will never be a grandmother but I plan to be a magnificent batty old great-aunt.
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By (user no longer on site)
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"My father's parents came over here in 1947 after being separated by the war. Grandad fought with the Polish cavalry then the British army (polish 2nd corps) my grandmother and my aunts and uncles were taken by the Russians to. Gulag in Siberia, from which they escaped and made their way to India (on foot). They were then transported to Tehran by the Red Cross and then on to England. They were the most wonderful, strong people and anyone who met them instantly respected them. They were both in their late 90's when they died."
hat should say "to a gulag". I think it was Archangel or Kressy. |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"My father's parents came over here in 1947 after being separated by the war. Grandad fought with the Polish cavalry then the British army (polish 2nd corps) my grandmother and my aunts and uncles were taken by the Russians to. Gulag in Siberia, from which they escaped and made their way to India (on foot). They were then transported to Tehran by the Red Cross and then on to England. They were the most wonderful, strong people and anyone who met them instantly respected them. They were both in their late 90's when they died."
What an amazing history  |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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"My father's parents came over here in 1947 after being separated by the war. Grandad fought with the Polish cavalry then the British army (polish 2nd corps) my grandmother and my aunts and uncles were taken by the Russians to. Gulag in Siberia, from which they escaped and made their way to India (on foot). They were then transported to Tehran by the Red Cross and then on to England. They were the most wonderful, strong people and anyone who met them instantly respected them. They were both in their late 90's when they died.
What an amazing history "
agree'd. ts good to know where people come from. contributes and influences who they are |
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By *appyfuckerMan
over a year ago
in a happy place north wales coast |
"I adore mine and very fortunate that i still have them around in recent years they have become more like parents.
What kind of relationship did you have with yours and would that relationship effect how you are towards your own (or potentially your own) grandchildren? lost mine but grand children of my own and in wales were called depending on area nana /tide (oh am english)pardon the spelling
Also.. did you have a nan/grandma/granny/nanny/nana/grandpa/grandad/ grandfather?
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I am a grandad and my wife is a nanny. We have a fantastic relationship with our two grandchildren. We look after them two days each week and they often come and stay the weekend. The relationship with them far exceeds our expectations and is a very special one.
I never knew either of my grandfathers, as they had both died before I was born. I knew one grandmother until she died when I was about 10 and the other for much longer. While I loved my grandmothers (they were both nannies), I am sure that my relationship with them was nowhere near as strong as it is with my own grandchildren.
This time in our life has been immeasurably blessed by enjoying so much access to our grandchildren. Long may it last. |
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By (user no longer on site)
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my grandad died when i was about 6 or 7, so havetn really got many memories of him further than, he used to have an electric razor he would sit in the front room and shave with.
he would then sit each of us (3 brothers) on his lap and 'shave' each of us with the back of it. (actually getting a little tearful just thinking about it)
i lived with my nan for around 18 months when i was 20 as i worked local to her.
we did absolutely everything together and, at the time, i was closer to her than my own mother.
i miss her everyday, even when im not thinking about her, she is always there.
i wish she had lived long enough to meet V and know how happy she makes me, but im certain she does.
we were very close.
she died while away on holiday with my parents the day before the WTC was destroyed |
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By (user no longer on site)
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My Irish grandmother was 100 last August. She's a stern woman who was very strict with us. She's got a lot sweeter with age but I never remember getting a birthday card from her and she never attended my wedding. We address her as Mrs Murphy, it would be strange using a term of endearment for her. My Irish grandfather was henpecked and all I can remember about him was him sitting in the corner saying absolutely nothing.
My English grandfather was the most horrid man I'd ever met and as a consequence of this I never got close to my nanny until he died. After that we had a wonderful relationship and I loved her very much.
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By (user no longer on site)
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"My father's parents came over here in 1947 after being separated by the war. Grandad fought with the Polish cavalry then the British army (polish 2nd corps) my grandmother and my aunts and uncles were taken by the Russians to. Gulag in Siberia, from which they escaped and made their way to India (on foot). They were then transported to Tehran by the Red Cross and then on to England. They were the most wonderful, strong people and anyone who met them instantly respected them. They were both in their late 90's when they died.
What an amazing history "
Thanks...
There's far more to it, I posted a condensed version for the forums...lol
Me and one of my cousins are considering writing a book with the help of my surviving aunts and uncles. |
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I had curly wurly nanny and Grandad on one side (my nan had curly hair lol) these werey dads Mum and Dad and I saw more of them than I do of my mum's parents although as my mum and Dad moved out of London when they got married we were never close enough to see them every day, every week or even very month.
Bossy nanny (mum's Mum) remarried and lived UN London until about 10 years ago when she moved to be closer to my mum. I see them every time I go and see my mum or sometimes she will come here with my mum
My maternal Grandad (he didn't have a nickname) moved to Columbia to marry his young wife (younger than my mum) and so we saw very little of him growing up.
Nanny chicken soup was my mum's an And she was ace. Always had a pan of chicken soup on the go silly as arseoles as well lol
My parents had very close relationships with their grandparents as the lived in close proximity to them and they were an integral part of family life. As with a lot of family, jobs and aspirations have moved us away from the nucleus of family in London and so we are removed from the closeness those that still live in London have.
That's why when we have a party up here it's usually a 2 day event which often involves firing red nek ribz up for a good old bbq. Even if it is raining. |
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By *uby0000Woman
over a year ago
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my mums mum was not a nice woman shouldn't speak ill of the dead but even my mum didn't like her my mums dad was a little shit
my dads mum was a lovely woman who never had time for herself cos of all the kids my dads dad was a lovable rogue who spent lots of time in prison for petty crime and was a real ladies man |
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By *inaTitzTV/TS
over a year ago
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There's far more to it, I posted a condensed version for the forums...lol
Me and one of my cousins are considering writing a book with the help of my surviving aunts and uncles."
Go for it, I'd be interested in reading it.  |
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By (user no longer on site)
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Unfortunately ive lost all my grandparents now, the last to go, being Little nana ( dads mum) 17 years ago. But had a brilliant relationship with all of them, and even had a couple of great grandparents that were around till my early teens |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"my mums mum was not a nice woman shouldn't speak ill of the dead "
A very popular saying. Although never understood it. Why should I change my opinions of someone when they are alive to something completely different when they are dead  .
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Hope our 4 garandkids remember us
They are now living with us full time due to bad bad parents , if we hadn't stepped in the 2 youngest would have been adopted the family split , it's been very hard but We get lovely hugs and kisses , the youngest now look upon us as mum and dad, we hardly have time alone now as a couple but it is a loving caring home
I never will forget my grandparents
Magical memories |
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By (user no longer on site)
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I am very lucky, as I was very close to both sets of grandparents. I didn't lose any of them until I was 30. Then I lost both Grandads within 2 years.
Amazingly both of my Nan's are still alive aged 85 & 87. I had homemade soup with one of them yesterday that she cooked for me. I love them both dearly & as I'm now parentless (hit both my Nan's hard too as they've outlived their child) they are my surrogate parent figures. They are both amazing women & I love their stories from long ago.
My Grandads both fought in the Second World War. One in the Army & one in the Navy. The Naval one drove the landing craft & his ship hit a mine after the war ended, so my Nan thought he'd been lost at sea. He made it back though. He looked like Uncle Albert off only Fools & Horses.
Also knew one of my great grandmothers & my grandparents parents - his Mum was a hard lady though . My grandparents were all soft,,lovely & I've learnt a lot from them.
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By (user no longer on site)
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My grandma lives in America so sadly don't get to see her unless we Skype...
But I have to say, being a grandma myself to 3 sweet little grandkids, its the best feeling in the world. Wouldn't trade it in for nothing! |
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By (user no longer on site)
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my grandad was ok but he was very old and never said much, my gran was a snob and very judgemental. my mum was always getting upset because she had been nasty to her. i used to visit my gran when i was a kid, she cooked me nice meals so she wasnt all bad.
when i was about 6 i got very ill and had to stay in hospital for three weeks, when it was time for me to come home my gran and her friend came to get me and my gran never spoke to me at all, just ignored me all the way home.
if i had granchildren i would never be like that, i would talk to them and care about them. |
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By (user no longer on site)
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Loved my nans and grandads, all eastend born and bred.
Served in the war and recieved medals, very proud.
I named my daughter after my nan, always vowed that.
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Was fortunate enough to have met all my grand parents. The only one still going is my 95 year old grandmother. The sweetest and strongest person I know.
Still lives on her own, tends to her garden and vegetable patches and came to visit me last August all the way from Brazil!! Her first time in Europe!! Love her to bits. |
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"My father's parents came over here in 1947 after being separated by the war. Grandad fought with the Polish cavalry then the British army (polish 2nd corps) my grandmother and my aunts and uncles were taken by the Russians to. Gulag in Siberia, from which they escaped and made their way to India (on foot). They were then transported to Tehran by the Red Cross and then on to England. They were the most wonderful, strong people and anyone who met them instantly respected them. They were both in their late 90's when they died.
What an amazing history
Thanks...
There's far more to it, I posted a condensed version for the forums...lol
Me and one of my cousins are considering writing a book with the help of my surviving aunts and uncles."
Do it, and fast. Our family history died with Dad. He told stories of his childhood but they were disjointed and hard to match up. I asked if I could record his childhood and war stories but never got round to it.
My mother hated him so I get nothing from her but bile and lies. |
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All mine have passed away now but I'm proud to say I had a fantastic relationship with them, my parents have a great relationship with my children and me and Donna are now grandparents to a beautiful granddaughter, for which we spend as much time as possible with, It's amazing the love you can have for a child that has been produced by your own child |
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My Parents had us lot quite late in life; mum was 42 when she had the last one. I only ever knew my dads mum, we called her nana, but she died when I was 9. I remember running into the house and seeing how sad my dad was and my awful mother saying how relieved she was at not going to visit her any more.
I climbed on dads lap and cried with him. |
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I was very privileged to have maternal grandparents who lived to their 90's so I never said goodbye to either of them until my late 30's. I don't conceal my contempt for my parents but grandma and grandad were 2 of the most amazing people I have ever met and my love and respect fir them rremains unfaltering and unconditional
When my Grandad moved to Birmingham before the war my gran initially stayed in Huddersfield so my Grandad rode home every Friday night to see her and back to Brum on a Sunday night! They didn't quite make their 70th wedding anniversary but spent their whole lives together. My gran celebrated her 80th with a new bike and a 100 mile ride, my grandad was still living independently and getting out on his bike at 93! As well as my love of cycling my socialist principles come from them too.
My mom returned to work when i was only a few months old so my gran looked after me and I think that was where the bond between us formed. She totally doted on me and I could do no wrong in her eyes. When she was dying it was the year the Tour de France started in London, I'd been looking forward to it for 2 years but knowing her time was almost up decided not to go. She was having non of it and insisted I went and promised me she'd be waiting for me on the Monday and she was as good as her word - though she did get angry as she thought I'd tried to trick her and had come back early only relenting on sight of a newspaper confirming it was Monday!
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I was exceptionally close to my maternal grandparents. Nanna and grandad. They practically raised my sister and I when we were little, my Dad worked shifts and my Mum worked various shop jobs.
Both have passed now, it's my Grandads birthday tomorrow, same day as mine. Will raise a glass to him in the morning.
Miss them both so much. |
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