The toilet seat fixings on Shouty Grandad's loo broke, so he repaired them with modified bolts and a bit of old bicycle inner-tube. When I visited, he had just completed the repair and this was the sight that greeted me. I said to him, "If you need 4 screwdrivers and a torch to go to the toilet, you need to go see a doctor!
This week Little Fink and I visited the local shop. I was standing in the queue when I heard an almighty crash come from the aisle where Little Fink was last seen. I rushed to the scene, to find Little Fink on her hands and knees, head down and crashed head first into the bottom of the beer fridge. She was fine but there was a massive dent in the fridge!
Shouty Grandad has been up to his old tricks again. He and Nanny were visiting a charity shop last week. Shouty Grandad fancied a sit down in the large leather sofa on display, he rested his head back and shut his eyes. Nanny browsed and finally returned to Shouty Grandad who was being closely observed by a concerned elderly lady. "Come on Grandad I'm ready to go now." Said Nanny. As Shouty Grandad came to and noticed the old lady, she mouthed quietly, "Thank God! I thought he was dead!"
Shouty Grandad has previous for this. Once, he was hoovering out the back seats and floor of the car, noticed how comfy the back seat was so laid back in the sun and fell asleep. The neighbour checked him 3 times before having the courage to pull on his legs. "Oh Shouty, I thought you were dead!" he told him afterwards.
