Of mine

It's that time of year again when I venture down the path with my spray of carnations and a new receptical to put them in.

It's 7 years since dear granny left us to join Granda in heaven, she was 98 so didn't quite get her telegram.

It's funny Granny liked the autumn colours but the trees which line the path to her are green yet the leaves on the ground are brown.

As granny liked autumn colours I've been on a little road trip on my own remenissing (can't spell), she once took me down a road to see the beautiful autumn colours and I have to say they were, but I can't find the road. I know she took me 'reet doon ere' but I can't fine the 'reet' turn! So I've been down lots of little roads today, seem some lovely autumn colours but not the ones she showed me.

Geography was never a strong point of mine!