Nanna L – was of course Poppa L’s wife. She was a bit of a snob, always immaculately presented, always proper. She was a very intolerant person, and we (Lainie & I) never really got to warm to her. We always felt an arms distance away.
Every time we went on an adventure with Poppy, she had a migraine. I thought for years & years she was just playing on a sickness, but when she died of a brain tumour, I wonder.
Whenever we were over she spent a lot of her time locked away in a dark, almost blackened, bedroom. She passed away before Poppa L, and he faded quickly after.
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