This is my bestest friend Renee, shes lovely when shes sober, but turns into a man-eater after a few sherries.
She has recently got an obsession with a young man who presents a local radio show. The poor soul gives her airtime but Im sure that if realised what she looked like he wouldnt.
Im a bit concerned, she has been taking medication to stop her incontinence, she thinks there may be a chance of sex. Maybe I should phone the police protection service or something....
I think perhaps Ill just give her a few more sherries and provide her with a cucumber.. purely for the bags under her eyes I mean!..

Here is my beautiful grand daughter, (Williams daughter) Marylin, she was named after a beauty. Sadly Marylin the first died of distemper. We have buried her under the roses, Im looking forward to next years crop, (hope they smell better than both Marylins).
Her hobbies are Kestrel black, Tennants super, bostick in bags, and shouting at people at the bus-stop. (but only when they annoy her) She is like her father, very mis-understood)
This girl is the mother of my great grandchildren, who I will introduce to you soon.
Personally I think she needs to drink a bit of goose grease to fatten her up, but who am I to say??

This is my sister Ethel, she has aged a lot more than me due to her smoking. We counted our wrinkles one night, and she has more than me. She smokes 80 roll-ups a day, and a pipe at weekends. I just smoke 80 a day, and they are capstan full strength, so Im the better looking sister.
She is a wonderful sister, she has only ever pinched two of my boyfriends and one husband. He denied it, but I caught them together inside her iron lung.
Ethel has had 7 husbands, she has been widowed 7 times... she is either very clever, very exuberant at sex or a shit cook! or maybe a combination of all.

This is a picture of my youngest son William, they allowed him out of hospital to help me set this blog up. He is very good to his old mum, he came up with my new nickname and everything, he is a clever boy.
I told his doctors that he isnt a bad lad, just a tad misunderstood, he has an overactive mind, some think hes crazy but I know better, I have a mothers instinct on these things. The problem is that sometimes wierd things happen around him, its not always his fault.
Love you Billy-boy! and ill bring you those magazines you asked for in the morning at visiting time.

Well Im new to all this, but my friend told me to give it a go, I might look a bit old in the tooth, but Im a tiger at heart (despite my arthritis) and a few other minor problems that Ill tell you about sometime.
The picture isnt too good, cos I forgot to put my teeth in, my son caught me unaware, but hes assured me itll be ok. (he found it amusing, not sure why, I do hope hes not playing tricks on me again!)
Im retired now, but keep myself amused by making a log of what my neighbours are up to, I have some good stories that I hope to have published oneday, and Ill share some of them with you.
My real name is Winnie, short for Winifred, but my son suggested that I have a nickname, he came up with "ugly-old-hag" I would have preferred something more flattering, but he insisted.