Cyber Granny

It’s because I grew up in the last century, my romantic vision of myself as a nice little grey haired old granny who lives in a cottage that is always ripe with the smell of cakes baking belongs back there too.That was my grandma. She grew flowers, baked delicious puddings and granted me the absolute freedom to run barefooted through her village and spend long days fishing or idling in a tree with a book in hand