Never Forget...
So I know I haven't blog in a while but I was meant to post on Sunday and I wrote it and everything but I forgot to post it and it wasn't that good anyway but I am back! This post is going to be hard for me to write because I going to be talking about the family members I have lost over the years mainly my grandma and grandad. This post was inspired by my Auntie as she was talking about them the other day. So first person I lost was my grandad I was very young and didn't really know what was going on, I was too young to understand everything. My grandad was my best friend (I never called him grandad I used to call him 'bud' or 'buddy) I done everything with him, mostly garden with him. He was always outside doing something and if you tried to find him that first place you would look is outside the second place would be inside having a cup of coffee and a biscuit with my grandma. I remember the times when my bud would carry me home (we ...