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My awesome grandad flew in Wellingtons in the war. Damn, those shortages were terrible. Tell us about brilliant-stroke-rubbish grandparents.

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(, Thu 2 Jun 2011, 21:51)
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Cancer has had at least three goes at killing my nan. The first time they cut her face open, removed part of her jaw and threw it away, and replaced it with a spare bit they'd hacked out of her arm. They then put her face back together with steel staples. When I went to visit her in hospital she literally looked like a geriatric terminator, sitting up in bed sipping tea and clanking slightly against the cup.

The cancer's been back twice since, and she's seen it off again both times. Hard to kill, my nan. I've told her she clearly isn't going to die because she hasn't yet found and killed whoever it was she was sent back in time to get. I'm not convinced she got it, but she laughed politely anyway. In much the same way that she laughs, politely, in the face of death.
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