What ho, Laska. I too am a long way from being a grandparent, having a DS of six, but have plenty of wattle and look severely over my glasses.
Had a lovely day today. Went to a pick-your-own place, and after about an hour of agricultural labour emerged with a huge punnet of strawberries, a large bag of French beans, three sweetcorn and half a hundred weight of onions. Grand total £8.
Then to Forty Hall in Enfield, a lovely old house with all sorts of fun in each room, formal gardens, woodland walks, a farm, etc, where much fun was had. DS was particularly taken with goat, and called her Lovechins. Shae about the horrid woman in the cafe, who rolled her eyes and tutted at my requests for 'tea for two' and 'ice cream'