Sharing the experiences with her made me laugh too as I was able to some of the newness she was feeling with her. She followed me back to the milk she... and watched as I mixed the separated milk and hog mix together and carried it out to the hogs and poured it in their long wooden trough.Today it would seem strange to put liquid in a nailed together wooden container. This was not the case back then. Wood was more plentiful and much cheaper than metal and easier to use. Nearly all the plastics we. At six o’clock that night my grandmother picked me up to take me out for a birthday dinner. She told me the story of my birth. 18 years earlier, my father, Dave was dating my grandmother. Well, I dating I mean fucking. She said it was a real man. She said that she always liked it rough. And that my dad loved bondage, humiliation, and fucked her ass so hard she thought she would die. My grandmother said she adored my father and would have died for him.After three years of living with my dad, her. So I did the next best thing, I just changed my seat.There was this another time at the theater. I had gone down to the movie theater to catch a new film which had just realized along with my mom. I was in collage I think. The theater was almost empty say it just had bout 100 people in for that movie. We all were really spread out across the theater. Some were sitting in groups here and there. I and my mom were sitting a little ahead, away from the crowd and also the seats were empty. So we. He didn’t wake until Kat shook his shoulder to call him for supper.Kat and Rhiannon cooked a savoury stew using a mixture of pulses along with fresh vegetables, while Carole cuddled Aibhilin who needed her afternoon nap. Inevitably, Carole dozed off too.It was – despite the lack of meat – a very good meal, rounded off with apple crumble and ice-cream. When they’d all finished, Harry was dismissed to move a recliner into the dining room, which looked out into the garden through French doors,.