Nana's are cool aren't they now ? I'm not talking about the ones that knit , bake , parachute or walk on stilts . I am talking about the unsuspecting Nana , the one that quietly sits and observes the world weighing things up and then speaks. And when she speaks it is with purpose delivering some earth shattering wisdom or what likely leaves you thinking " OH my my Nana didn't say that did she?"
My Nan or for these purposes my Nana; the word delivers us in a cosy after glow of wether originals, Lavender perfume that was always advertised in the 80's at Christmas. Appearances are after all deceptive no one was safe when Nan was around but only if you crossed her. She wasn't like the Nan from Catherine Tate then again ...
There was one time when we were in a car and we were sitting at the back and we got cut up by some motorist or other . My Nan then wound down the window , the other motorist wound down theirs it was like a Mexican stand off except in was in Kent and a bit posher. My Nan delivered only what can be known as a 2 fingered victory salute but the other way around with the words"Bugger off"
OH my.
Then there was the time she was watching American Gigolo ( she thought it was going to be just a war film, now as I am an adult I'm not convinced ) I was only a kid and somehow ended up watching it when I shouldn't, she seem to cover my eyes on what I presume were naughty bits. And when I caught a bit of the action so to speak she coolly said "She's giving him a wash"
Still haven't seen the film.
Then there was the time she went to see a film called the "Mona Lisa" she thought it was going to be about the painting ; sensing a theme here aren't you.
Then the ultimate one was the time my Nan bought some can only be described as crotchless tights and even when hererror planned purchase ( I swear) was pointed out she said " They will keep my flaps bits cool"
SO if you want to find you Nan's Mafia name you take one thing they did and there you have your Nan's Mafia name ...
Her Mafia name would be "Nanna Cool"
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My Nan or for these purposes my Nana; the word delivers us in a cosy after glow of wether originals, Lavender perfume that was always advertised in the 80's at Christmas. Appearances are after all deceptive no one was safe when Nan was around but only if you crossed her. She wasn't like the Nan from Catherine Tate then again ...
There was one time when we were in a car and we were sitting at the back and we got cut up by some motorist or other . My Nan then wound down the window , the other motorist wound down theirs it was like a Mexican stand off except in was in Kent and a bit posher. My Nan delivered only what can be known as a 2 fingered victory salute but the other way around with the words"Bugger off"
OH my.
Then there was the time she was watching American Gigolo ( she thought it was going to be just a war film, now as I am an adult I'm not convinced ) I was only a kid and somehow ended up watching it when I shouldn't, she seem to cover my eyes on what I presume were naughty bits. And when I caught a bit of the action so to speak she coolly said "She's giving him a wash"
Still haven't seen the film.
Then there was the time she went to see a film called the "Mona Lisa" she thought it was going to be about the painting ; sensing a theme here aren't you.
Then the ultimate one was the time my Nan bought some can only be described as crotchless tights and even when her
SO if you want to find you Nan's Mafia name you take one thing they did and there you have your Nan's Mafia name ...
Her Mafia name would be "Nanna Cool"
This a royalty free image.