After the Beginning(3)
I did say that i would share a few stories with you where my Grandfather was concered. Well the first one that comes to mind is a time when he had a few too many which was the case on many an occasion I can tell you. My Grandfather in a deep drunken slumber would shout out that the Germans were coming to take him away. During this dream of escape and evasion of the Germans he leapt up out of bed and ran down the stairs straight into the street. He didn't notice he'd ran past my Grandmother who was having a conversation over the gate with the next door neighbour in his attempt to put as much distance between him and the pursuing German troops. My Grandmother and neighbour watched in amazement as he ran around the row of houses in broad daylight to the back yard gate. It was at that moment he realised he was bollock naked, not a stitch. He hammered on the back yard door for it to be opened but Grandmother was still out the front laughing about her husband's naked ass running down the street. Just at that moment he came running back round the corner fast approaching the front of the house almost knocking my Grandmother over to get back in. He was the talk of the street for some time after it.