Sunday, March 12, 2006
The wisdom of the old
Having bought her cakes to share with her friends earlier in the week, picked her up at 10:30, taken her to church, bought her lunch, presents, flowers and a card, I asked my 87-year-old Grandma if she enjoyed her birthday today.
"No," she said. "I hated it."
"No," she said. "I hated it."
