Nanas

Monday night means up to Nana's
Emergency blip. My nana has a great garden, a great place for hide and seek, under the bushes, behind the trees. My Nana and Papa watched the boys for a few hours when they were babies to allow me to get some sleep after night shift and they used to play out here on a Monday night.
The garden is kept perfect by my uncle who we refer to as Mr Perfect, the grass is perfect and the hedge is cut in a perfect straight line!!!