It was a standard visit to the grandparents, more of an obligation than a mutual longing to see each other. Of course we wanted to see them. I mean, I got to sleep in a king sized bed and eat like a king too. Just, it would have been nicer if it was next weekend, and I’d rather it not be a two hour car journey to get there…and I’d probably miss Liverpool vs. Man U.
Grandpa could get on my nerves too. I don’t know if it’s really right to say that, him being my elder and supposedly ten times wiser than I am, therefore making any of my opinions invalid, as he’s probably seen and done everything there is to see and do in life, the universe and everything. Continue reading “The Soldier”