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I remember my maternal grandparents who lived on the South coast. We stayed there a few times and had fun playing on the beach. I used to collect shells and once bought a couple of fish back to the house to try and teach them to live in fresh water. They both looked very sick the following day and I ran back down to the beach with them in a pie dish. Unfortunately the tide had gone out and trying to run across the rocks to find a suitable pool for them, without falling and breaking the dish, was very difficult. I think it was then that I fell and cut my hand badly so Nana had to take me to the hospital. She was very upset and worried that my mother would be cross about it. She was much kinder than my mother and brought up a friend's baby as her own. My mother never forgave me for fostering children.
I only remember my grandfather keeping rabbits (to eat) and canaries and I must have got my love of wildlife from him. I was told that in the hard times he was employed to walk in front of one of the first horseless carriages with a red flag to warn pedestrians. It seems so odd now!
My paternal grandfather died from a genetic defect when my father was eighteen and left him, the eldest, to run the family affairs, which he did very effectively - amazing. He inherited the same gene though and died early.
My paternal grandmother was a prize winning golfer and lived to a ripe old age though I didn't see a lot of her.

My grandparents were fantastic and meant the world to me. They lived miles and miles away but when we visited they always made us feel so welcome. They knew the first thing we wanted to do was to play with our hula hoops which we kept at their house. Both of them made sure that we felt at ease there and took us out for ice-creams etc. When, in later life, grandad got alzheimers I visited with my new son and when I left he turned to grandma and said 'that lady with the baby can come back again'. Heart wrenching. Sadly neither are with us any longer and I still talk about them and miss them immensly.

My sister and I used to stay with my grandparents every summer, and enjoyed staying in their caravan. They would visit us every Christmas. My grandad used to make up silly rhymes including "Twas Christmas morn at half past nine when (name) spilt her Rise and Shine!"

My grandad had had a tough upbringing as an orphan and had been in a children's home then a soldier in the First World War. Then a Policeman in the 30s and 40s. And then he ran a pub in the 50s. I remember him joking about eating your food quickly as once he turned his back in the children's home and someone pinched his sausages. He always had a sense of humour mixed with a slight sternness. He could sing the song "Never smoked, never drank, never had a wife!What do you want to live to 99 for?" And wrote in my autograph book - "If music be the food of love, play on!"
My nanny was a self taught pianist who played to all the regulars in the pub! She adored Chopin, Beethoven and the other composers and read poetry avidly despite never having had the opportunity to go to further education. She made us Angel Delight and put the bowls up on top of the grand piano awaiting our visits!

My grandparents were great, we would stay at there house some weekends, they had a big double bed that us 3 girls would share together & grandad would put 'the bed on' (electric blanket) to warm up the bed in the winter.. it was great.. happy days, grandad died aged 89 & nan was 93.. my other nan (dads) we called 'Naggy Nan'.. need i say more!

My grandparents lived a few doors away from us and everytime i went missing my mum knew exactly where to find me at nannys eating home made pasta

My granny was an absolute tartar but I loved her so much she loved to go to play bingo and used swizzels as her card markers she kept them in a tin in her handbag and I used to nick them and eat them when she wasn't looking .The day after her bingo session she would tell me off as it was my fault she missed the big win because she didn't have enough swizzels to cover her card . Also she used to window shop at the bakers saying the strawberry tarts were not for the likes of us and she would make jam tarts instead

Both my grandmothers loved me unconditionally and it was their love that gave me confidence and the belief that I could be anything I choose. Difficult to find that again. I try to return that love love to my grandchildren .

My maternal grandmother lived with us for most of my childhood.

She had a habit of being really embarrassing whenever I was out with her as she would greet old friends and neighbours with the words "Fancy seeing you. I thought you were dead! " This phrase has now been passed into the annals of our family history and is something we say in jest. However it always reminds me of her .

She also had habit of adjusting her false teeth during mealtimes . We would look up from our meals and the teeth would appear as they were being pushed out by her tongue. Mind you I now understand her a bit better as I have my own false teeth to contend with .

Sadly she died 10 days before I gave birth to my 1st daughter . Strangely enough I think that she knew that she would not see my child as she seemed strangely distant from the baby preparations and was not busy knitting layettes and bootees as she usually did.

Although the family had a turbulent time as my Mum sought to garner support for her care and encourage my Nana's other children to step in now and again I do have fond memories of her . I think deep down I was her favourite as she always said conspiratorially that my sister was ' not one of us' and I was the one chosen to sit in her room and watch Westerns and musicals on the TV.

I remember whenever we visited my gran, we had to explain how to play scrabble as she had forgotten. She beat us every single time! I still love playing board games with my family.

I remember my Irish Nan coming over to stay, and making the most beautiful patchwork quilt from some old scraps of unwanted material; and my Irish Grandad working the farm come rain or shine.

My Grandma seemed so very old, but she died in her mid 70's so she really wasn't! I always remember in her big chair by the fire knitting. She knitted everything for all her grand kids - she even knitted my sisters wedding dress. Lovely lady with freshly baked cookies in her special 'good children' jar - so I was always on my best behaviour at her house to be sure of my share.

I wish I could. Unfortunately I didn't know my Grandparents. I'm so glad my 9 grandchildren know both of us so well!

My maternal Nanny lived on a farm and I spent most of my summer holidays there, I used to bike down the lane with her to take my Uncles - who were harvesting - their afternoon tea, which consisted of jam and salad sandwiches, homemade cake and scones, and of course a flask of tea. My grandfather died 3 days before I was born. My Nanny was the most patient loving woman, and my Mother took after her. I had an idyllic childhood.

So many memories of lovely grandparents! My Mam used to take me to visit her parents and I loved to sit on Grandad's knee when it was time for "Listen with Mother". Nana often made a wonderful barley and raisin pudding.
Every Sunday I went with Dad to visit his Mam. Nana let me mix the Yorkshire pud mix and would give me a drink of Lucozade in a small glass tankard. My best memory of Grandad was that he used to stretch his braces away from his chest then let them ping back to make me laugh!
I realise how privileged I was to have such a lovely and loving family and wish it could be like that for all children.

I was not lucky enough to have grandparents my Nanna died when I was 11 months old

I had one Grandma who always changed into her 'best' when we arrived. I don't ever remember her sitting on a sofa just an upright dining chair. She made a lovely roast and would walk us to the bus then throw a fiver onto the floor just as the doors closed because she knew my mum would never take money from her.

loved getting bananas in milk at my grannys

I only know my Dad's mum and she was bedridden, I was very young when she died. I remember taking her a cup of tea in bed and she complained it was not sweet enough. She spoke in Maltese which I didn't understand so she was quite scary to me.

I have a very old photograph of my maternal grandmother sitting with my twin sister and myself on her knees.
I think grandfather was very deaf and we used to be taken to his bedroom where the bed he was in seemed so huge, but I don't think he could hear us, although we shouted.
I don't remember my paternal grandparents.

I remember my Granny always used to bake the most delicious treats for us, nothing will ever live up to her baking.

before my nan bcame poorly she lived in a bungalow in fleetwood. I have very fond memories of staying at her house, catching the tram into blackpool with mum to enjoy the attractions and she had a pet tortoise named fred!

Very fond memories of my Grandad he always had a packet of rolos in his pocket and always always wore a three-piece suit and a trilby hat with a feather in. Adored him and miss him so much still.

My grandmother loved coming to us at Christmas. Being from Newcastle her accent was sometimes differcult to understand. However she always loved her sugared fruit that I managed to save up from taking bottles back to pub off license to get money back for recycling. This was in early sixties. A lovely lady who liked simple things in life. Sadly missed.

Nan and Grandad always had a house full of children My Nan would bake and have garden parties the paddling pool was always being filled up, we had a slide & a swing we played find the Thimble which would be placed/hind on a branch of a bush, we collected caterpillars in jars and made them nests,
Nan would pack picnics and we'd go to the big park, pond dipping for tadpoles