A grandmother I would love to have known for longer. I think
I inherited her love for cats. I remember her, in the back
yard, at night, ringing a bell and cats would come running
to drink the milk she poured into a huge enamel basin. At
Fyvie, in the early mornining she would come and sit on my
bed and peel an apple for me to eat.
(Gail Fyvie)
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