Do you remember a special gift you got from your grandmother?
My grandmother didn’t visit much, as she lived in Zimbabwe and we were in South Africa, but I remember the one particular visit. We went in to my room (which was now hers for her stay) and she handed over these plastic animals. We each got one. They were animals but their body was segmented, and they stood on a platform. When you pushed up the platform from underneath, the animal would move – left, right, fall to the side, fall to the other side. It was great. I will always remember that silly little toy.
Well Grammy C arrived from Scotland bringing with her some Xylophones.
Apparently putting these metal xylophones in her hand luggage wasn’t the best idea. These caused her to be questioned, pulled aside and almost caused her to miss her flight. Luckily she arrived on time – and the boys loved the xylophones. But you would have thought it was a sign for her to have bought something a little less noisy?
They came in a small wooden box, covered in plastic wrap. I swear the boys liked them even in the wrapping. Why, oh why did we have to remove them from the box??
Only a grandmother can get away with giving us a gift like this – never mind one for each!