ahh my nanny...
I call my mum's mum Nanny. She's crazy, not in the senile sence, just a crackerjack like her dad was who died when my mum was little (ill talk about him later). Shes really cool too. Its what she does thats more crazy than what she says but heres a couple of speach related ones anyway...

One day we decided to go to chester zoo and she kept saying "i want to see the penguins! I want to see the penguins I WANT TO SEE THE PENGUINS!" happily untill we saw them. "Their not propper penguins, where are they hiding them?" Theye wernt Emporour ones...
The same day we went into the bat cave, then as we were nearing the exit we realised that nan was missing... she'd gone of folowing and talking to another family thinking they were us.

When I was a baby, my Nanny had to return to liverpool by train from london. Now my nanny is well brought up and always wears smart clothes even though shes a bit dotty (in the nice way). So when this young bloke with ripped jeans and long hair comes up and grabs one of her bags shes not happy. He asked her if she was going to liverpool and then he said he'd help her with her bags. They talk on the train where he says that hes in a band, pointing out its name embroided on his shirt. when the train stops, she pats him on the sholder thanking him and says "i hope you do really well" not believing it. She refuses a lift in his big car cause Grandda was their to pick her up.
A few weeks later when watching tv "thats him thats him!"...it was Phil Collins!
( Blobcat Less Jaffacakes this year, Thu 11 Mar 2004, 18:56, Reply)