This morning I was on the nursery run in 'Great-Grandads' car. As we're driving along Mister A says, "Mummy, Great-Grandad can't drive anymore 'cause he's really old."
"Aah thats right" I said, "Do you know how old he is?"
To which he replied "Really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really old"
"Ok", I said, "But how many years old is he, what number?"
He thought for a few seconds before saying... "Errrrrm, 28?" - I nearly crashed the car laughing!
He's actually 93 so im sure he'll be extremely flattered! I, however turned 29 last week so I'm NOT happy!!
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