Be careful what you say around children as well. When my grandpa on my mums side died I was about 7 if not a bit younger and I remember my mum saying he was looking down on us, it scared the living daylights out of me. I imagined a ghost hovering above me. Would cover my head in bed at night so he couldn’t see me.
Which British song sums up the 1960s for you?
Ethical question - how do you feel about second chance??

