DAY 74 - #100HAPPYDAYS or #100DAYSOFHAPPINESS SKYPING NANA (AND MUM!) My card I made the other day arrived on time. So Mum thanked me for it when we Skyped tonight. Thats a relief. As a back up plan, I had spent a couple of hours last night figuring out how to translate my scans of her card into an interesting GIF/animation and somehow get a sound track on it. Was up again this morning. Turns out she got the card so it wasnt necessary that I panicked my ass off and tried to Fix things by making a cool little animation. (Yes, I should just panic my ass off before any given event so I dont need to stress about things arriving on time. However, Im currently panicking about all the other things Im behind with at the moment...) ANYWAY. This is a drawing of my amazing Nana, dissing herself on the Skype screen. Im not going to try and tell her she doesnt look old. She does. Shes 93! And a half! Shes amazing. Shes one of my biggest inspirations - still reciting poetry at every gathering and party she happens to be getting down at. When I was really little, she taught me loads of songs, nursery rhymes, stories, how to sing, breathe, dance and play nicely when I was being a horror. :) She also has this tendency to fall, not faint, but just sieze up and fall back. I remember ages ago a family friend talking about their own mother saying Oh, when they start to fall, its the beginning of the end. What a lot of tosh. Nanas been falling for years now - just cutting out for a few milliseconds enough to either unluckily end up on the concrete, or LUCKILY end up (like she was telling me this evening) falling in the heather like she did last week, when a Lovely young chap helped me out!. Im sure he did Nana. Always convenient that she tends to fall just when a dashing young man is around. Shes such a flirt :D She also has her misfortune though, and at least a few times a year shes sporting a black eye, or a bruised arm. She could definitely blame it on a punch up with with the latest boxing champ, but since half the village has probably caught her mid-timber, were all aware she just needs a helmet and a giant rubber ring around her so she bounces back up again. Tonight we were discussing the antique glass rolling pin I found for her when I was down in Cornwall. Her dad was a glass-maker and took a team from America over to Britain to teach their methods. In his spare time he would make glass rolling pins, managing to seal in a thrupenny bit or sixpence - any silver change he had on him - and then finish them off with a glass flower on each end. Apparently he also made the horns of gramophones in multicoloured glass - how amazing would that have been to see!!! I wonder if any of his glass-pieces have survived. Surely some generational line has been careful enough to preserve one? The glass rolling pin I found for her wasnt one of her dads but its particular type had an interesting story - apparently sailors used to give one of these as a decorative thing to hang up on the wall of a girl they fancied being their wife, as a way of saying Id really rather fancy you making me mdinner for the rest of your life :). Ah, how romantic. #MothersDay #Happy #BestNanaInTheWorld #BestMumInTheWorld #SimplyTheBest #GlassRollingPin #FallingNanas
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 22:31:48 +0000
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