Nanna

Last weekend would have been the 100th birthday of one of the loveliest people I’ve ever met. Her name was Lena Bodecott, but to be she was Nanna.

My childhood was much richer (and my waist much rounder) for her wonderful roast dinners, steamed puddings and baking.

She could drink most people under the table, laughed regularly and heartily and always saw the best in a situation. One thing she said to be in my teens has always stayed with me :-

“Life is too short to be unhappy”

I’ve tried to live by that and hope she would approve of what I’ve done.

She also believed I wouldn’t settle down with a Hull girl, and thought I’d end up with a foreign lass. Well, Leeds seemed a long way off back then! I know she would have gotten on like a house on fire with The Duchess, just a shame they never got chance to meet.

Happy Birthday Nanna. XXX