How often did you see your grandparents?

My paternal grandparents died when I wa about 9, so I don't remember a lot about them, although they lived 1/4 of a mile from us. My mum's parents lived in London (we were in Nottingham). Grandad died when I was 2, so I didn't know him. Granny died when I was 20, but we used to stay with her for a few days, a couple of times a year

My paternal grandfather had died years before and my grandmother lived with two of her daughters. My father used to take me to see them every Sunday, while my mother cooked lunch. It used to be fun because one of my aunts was mad on horses, so we could just sit and talk about horses and she used to take me to horse shows.

I think we used to see my maternal grandparents most weeks, although it meant taking a couple of buses. They were very "Children should be seen and not heard" When I was 10 my grandfather died and we moved in with my grandmother. It was alright but she did seem to find me very odd. Certainly there was never ant baby sitting.

We lived in Worcestershire, my mother’s family all lived in Southampton and my father’s family all lived in Nottingham. My maternal grandfather died before I was born, so did my paternal grandmother. Both my parents were from large working class families so my parents visited both families a few times a year. My Grandmother lived with my aunt, her husband and her daughter and we stayed with them when we visited, my Grandmother did all the cooking and I loved helping her, she taught me to make great Yorkshire puddings. The kitchen was tiny, she used to use a small table to make pastry and cakes, she used a milk bottle as a rolling pin. She also used to like watching cowboy films on tv and I used to sit with her and watch, she died when I was nineteen. My Grandfather lived with my cousin, her husband and her son, he was a man of few words and I was rather afraid of him, he died when I was about nine.

Local GPs - quite often, several times a week.

London GPs - monthly and holidays/birthdays/occasions.

My maternal grandparents lived on the other side of the same town as us. We generally saw them at least once a week, either they came to us or we went over to their house.

My paternal grandmother died when I was very young, but my father visited my grandfather, who lived in a different town about 15 miles away, once a month. He always took one of us 3 children with him. Grandpa and my bachelor uncle came to us every Christmas. When we were old enough we stayed with them for a few days in the summer holidays. Journeys to see them were always by bus or train, my parents had no car until I was a teenager.

Maternal grandparents, frequently. We even lived with them whilst we were moving house and again when mum was in hospital. Dad was in the navy so was away a lot. Eventually my gran came to live with Mum, and then when I got married, she lived with us. I remember taking her to see the Pope in his Popemobile.
Paternal grandmother lived too far away, but we did share a holiday with her.

My maternal grandmother died in 1931 when my mother was 12 and her husband, my grandfather, died in 1960 when I was 3. I do remember him somewhat. He was a kind, gentle man who played the piano wonderfully. He lost everything in the great depression (including his wife) and never really recovered.

My father's parents died in the 50's before I was born.

Until I was 5, we saw both sets, and my great-grandmother very often - we all lived near each other.

After that, we left London, my great-grandmother died (followed by my maternal grandfather when I was 6) , and my paternal grandparents moved back to Wales. So I saw my maternal gran monthly, my paternal grandparents rarely, until I was in my late teens, when I saw them more often.

My paternal grandparents died while I was pregnant with my oldest son, when I was 22, but my maternal gran lived until my kids were teenagers, so that was lovely. We saw her often.

My maternal grandparents lived very near us in the same town and I always seemed to be in their house as a child. They were a great part of our lives.They both died within three years of each other when I was in my thirties and I still miss them very much.My own two children were very small then, I only wish they had really got to know them, especially now I am a great grandmother myself.
I never got to know my paternal grandfather as he and my dad's mother separated when I was a toddler.He never contacted any of his family afterwards. My maternal grandmother was kind to all of us but myself and my siblings never really saw her much as she lived about 200 miles away and she and my mother did not get on.She always remembered us at Christmas and birthdays and was also something of a character. One of my granddaughters looks very much like her.

We lived in the same town as both sets of grandparents. We saw them regularly. We would call in to see our maternal grandparents with or without our mother, often after playing in the park nearby with a little bunch of buttercups and daisy for Nana.
My Dad took us to his parents every Saturday afternoon for tea. We also saw them every Sunday at church.

I saw my maternal grandparents once a week on a Saturday , we’d go over for a late tea , as they used to have a cooked lunch . The theme of match of the day reminds me of evenings at their house .
My paternal grandfather died when I was 5 and they lived about a 45 minute drive away , so we probably visited 2 a month . My cousin lived with them and I was very jealous as she had a barbie and I had a Sindy .

My parents separated when I was five. My mum left and I didn’t live with her again until I was seven.

I saw my maternal grandparents most weeks from the age of seven until I married and moved away.

I saw my paternal grandparents very occasionally up to the age of seven and then met them briefly once again when I was about fifteen.

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I only had one set of grandparents and they lived approximately one mile away. It was usual for me while young only to see them when visiting with my parents. My grandpa died when I was six and only once did I ever stay overnight with my granny and I don’t ever remember her babysitting us.

When I was twelve granny remarried and moved into a house at the top of our garden so we were able to pop in and out whenever we felt like it. She didn’t come to our house much.

In my era, the 1940's, grandmas and granddads were different to what they are now. We used to visit them and grandma would have a table set with sandwiches and cakes and we youngsters sat on a chair not saying anything, there were no toys to play with. After tea we went home.

When our sons were born my husbands parents had both died and so had my dad so they only had one grandma but she never had toys at her house when we visited her.

My home is still full of toys, games and books in cupboards and also tablets with games on for them. I sometimes still find glitter when I dust from the times we would sit at the table drawing cards and using paste to put the glue on them.

Our granddaughter said a few weeks ago, that some of the happiest times was when my husband and I looked after her before she started school and then in the school holidays..

I have hundred's of photos of all our grandchildren in albums that I am going to give to them as their parents have never seen them.

I only knew one grandparent, my maternal grandmother, who lived with us, alongside my parents, two sisters and an aunt and uncle! Those were the days!

Only one grandparent was alive when I was born. I saw her quite often as only 2 miles away. She was often at our house and once in a while I was taken there.

She looked after me in my home not regularly but fairly often - though she did teach me to read when looking after me.

No babysitting.

My gran often brought her sister and her son on Sundays although her husband never came.Then she always came withUncle Bill who seemed to be no actual relative. I was even allowed to go on holiday with a friend as a teen as long as Uncle Bill drove us and checked in to make sure we were OK. I recently asked my cousin now in his 80s who Bill was and he told me he was his real dad.

My paternal grandparents were both deceased before I was born. (Grandmother died of TB aged 32 leaving three little ones aged 5, 3 and 10 months. My father was the 3year old only boy).

Maternal grandparents lived in York and we travelled from Chester every school holiday to stay with them.

Grandpa died when I was 7 but I still have fond memories of him. Nana lived until she was 90 and I was 23. They were the most loving, kind and generous grandparents and I have such lovely memories of the times we spent together.

Sadly, only knew maternal grandma - saw her often. We called her ‘blind Nana’ for obvious reasons

My maternal grandfather lived six months with us and six months with my aunty. The two other siblings never had him to stay. My paternal grandma lived a 5 minute car ride away, I used to visit every Friday once I started secondary school, to cook her tea,and she came for Sunday lunch every other weekend.
Mine have sleepovers in the school holidays and we see them all most weeks, We have 10 grandchildren! My eldest grandson stays over every other Friday and cooks my tea I love that we have come full circle.

We visited my grandparents once a year, usually. Mum’s mum was in a care home, with something like Parkinson’s. She was very generous to us and got her sisters to send us gifts for birthday and Christmas. One day, one of her sisters blurted out that she was mum’s stepmother. I had no idea. It didn’t make any difference. She had brought up my mum alone when her husband died when mum was nine. So I never knew that grandfather.
I have done lots of research on the family history of that side. Most interesting. I now live in the same area as my mum’s parents, but I don’t know of any relatives alive.
On my Dad’s side, we visited once a year. My parents had moved away from their Surrey roots for Dad’s work. Grandad was very kindly, Grandma was a bit gushing but no real affection. She was Dad’s stepmother as his birth mother died when he was seven. Sometimes they came to us for Christmas. They had all died by the time I was about 13.

I was often sent to my gran to spend a few days. Don't know how I got there as we had no car but I was allowed to do all the things I couldn't at home. She let me bake,hoover,cut the grass etc and after lunch we either walked in the country or visited her friends who were caretakers of a castle. Freedom.

I never knew or met my paternal grandfather, I think that he died young. We lived in my paternal grandmother 's house but she died when I was about 4 years old and I scarcely remember her.
I scarcely remember my maternal grandfather who died when I was a baby. We visited my widowed maternal grandmother in her house about an hour and a half's busride away( no car; no telephone ) once a month to check if she was OK and whether she needed anything. She had good local friends who kept an eye on her .She was very independent and reasonably fit even being stout and in her eighties and lived in her bungalow until and where she died.
No question of us staying with her or of either Grandmas looking after us . I think it was felt that my parents' had a responsibility to look after them!

My mat GM was in mental hospital most of her adult life (my mother lived with my great grandparents). Saw her about 6 times including just before she died when I was in my early 20s. Such a sad life, would probably be very different these days.
Her husband, my grandfather, went to Australia with new family and I saw him once when he visited England in late 80s, I wasn't keen (possibly due to my feelings for how he treated grandma)
Other Grandfather died when I was a baby, other grandmother lived in North East, we were in the midlands. We were never close, she was never the doting granny, enjoyed drinking and smoking more than grandchildren.
In her late 70s she was in a care home and whenever we visited she always remembered me but never other family members lol.
All my cousins lived in either London or the North East and I envied friends who had cousins and grandparents nearby

My mum didn’t drive, so we caught two buses to see her parents, my dad would go to theirs straight from work so we went home in the car. We went every week in the holidays, it was too far when it was term time, so in term time my nanna came to us once a week during the day when my grandy was at work. The children all stayed with them for a week, separately, during the holidays, and they would take one of us on holiday each time too. My dad’s mum was older, and on her own, as my other grandad had died when my dad was a teenager. We went to see her on Sundays, about twice a month, and she made us a spectacular tea.

My maternal GM died before I was born, my GF married again and his new wife wasn’t popular. We saw a bit of them but not regularly. My paternal GM was horrible and her H was under her thumb. We didn’t see very much of her …