My Nanna is one of my favourite people in the whole world, and offers incredible advice. She’s wise, but not out of touch - her advise about my personal and professional life has always been spot on, and I adore chatting to her (and miss her a lot).
My sister was telling me today about how they were chatting, and Nan kept referring to ‘Dan’s Grock’. My sister had no idea what she was talking about…she thought donkeyfire was a grock. Not a blog, but a GROCK.
This is the best thing ever, and I will refer to blogs as grocks from now on.
Here is a hilarious photo of her cheekily holding a giant (phallic) cucumber. GOLD.