My Granddad died when I was two; I do not remember him much. I am told I would sit on his knee and try to twist his thumb around and that he would let me and pretend it caused him pain. All to make me laugh. My mother says my sense of humour comes from him.
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My Granddad died when I was two; I do not remember him much. I am told I would sit on his knee and try to twist his thumb around and that he would let me and pretend it caused him pain. All to make me laugh. My mother says my sense of humour comes from him.