The following is an abject lesson to anyone who is feeling rather apathetic, middle aged and lacking in energy and motivation.....
Phone Message left on our answer phone today:"Aunty Gladys here....can you call round?"
I duly called around at 6pm to collect some scones, all neatly tied up in a little bag
"I have been out today knocking on doors!" she said as I left her spotlessly clean kitchen
"In all I have now sold 300 raffle tickets for the flower show"
She is now just 93 years old
ps/ for those new to the blog...Auntie Glad is not my real aunt.. it's just a nickname she is known by!
I told you those scones are the secret ;)
ReplyDelete~Jo
With age becomes wisdom, I truly hope I become the great age of your Aunty. I worried when my children were young, upon meeting my eldest (18) sons girlfriend today, i realised I will look forward too every step my children will take.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful lady . . . I'm raising my cup of tea to Aunty Gladys x
ReplyDeleteI love her. ( And wish I lived next door.)
ReplyDeleteShe puts me to shame.
ReplyDeleteThat's a lot of scones! Does she supply the whole village? What a sweetheart.
ReplyDeleteGladys puts my 90 year old mother to shame. I shall have to tell my mum to stop lazing about, pull herself together and do that charity bike ride across Dartmoor.
ReplyDeleteWell, in our defense, we do have a big chunk taken out of our time and energy by that whole job thing...
ReplyDeleteHow lucky you are to have an Aunty Gladys living down the road. Those scones look perfect, apart from anything else.
ReplyDeleteI love her - she is a national treasure. What I wouldn't give for a bag of those scones. xxxx
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely lady
ReplyDeleteLord knows I should have a little bit of bottled Auntie Gladys in a flask at all times. I need some liquid 'perk-me-up'!
ReplyDeleteAuntie Glad is absolutely amazing. She would get on so well with my 93 year old friend Ethel.
ReplyDeleteCan you ask Aunt Glad for some tips as to how to get over the effects of being thrown around the dancefloor at your son's (mine, not yours!)wedding like a young'un then your body kindly reminding you in the morning that you're not-so-young after all! She's a great lady, indeed.
ReplyDeleteI have a "pretend" Uncle too. I like to think of it as an honorary title as a mark of our affection and esteem.
ReplyDeleteWhen we were growing up, we were taught to call grown ups "Uncle" and "Aunty" as a mark of respect.
Go Gladys!
kath
ReplyDeletegood point... I have never thought about this before
Keeping busy keeps you going. Aunt Gladys gives me hope that it ain't over till its over.
ReplyDeleteWouldn't it be lovely if we all had an Aunt Gladys!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely lady!
ReplyDeleteI would give just about anything for a few of Aunty Glad's scones. If I mail over a tenner, can I get you to box up a bagful and mail them over the pond?
ReplyDelete5 year olds and Aunty Gladys. You'd never have to work if you could bottle it.
ReplyDeleteHave a great evening!
Leslie
ReplyDeleteI have never met anyone quite like her...ever!
to all accounts she has been exactly the same since she came to the village in the 1940s
It is understandable why she has lived so long! With an attitude like that and scones to match it......
ReplyDeleteI am so jealous!!! And hungry for one of those!! lol
We all need an Aunt Gladys to keep us motivated and fed, the scones really look delicious!!
ReplyDeletethere's got to be a way to send some of those over...along with Auntie Gladys too...we'd show her a good time!
ReplyDeleteIf you could bottle it, I'd buy it.
ReplyDeleteHow cool is that?? It's the scones, something in the scones! You don't need to bottle it you need to package it...and mail it over here, LOL! Enjoy, what a treasure she is to your village. Thanks for 'sharing' her.
ReplyDeleteOnce again, would you send (our) Aunty Gladys a big special 'Hello' from blog-land. She looks like everyone's favourite grandmother.
ReplyDeleteI wish I had an Aunt Gladys too. I am going out into the world to find one. Thank you for sharing. New to your blog but liking it alot.
ReplyDeleteShe is a treasure...and if she could just find it in her heart to share that scone recipe I would be very grateful.x
ReplyDeleteYou've "broken my dream" as they say -just remembered dreaming of writing out names on raffle tickets. Hope to still be doing it at 94 like lovely Gladys.
ReplyDeleteOh wow, I need a bottle of Aunty Glady's secret energy too! What a gal. She is indeed a tribute to your village.
ReplyDeleteIt's all that clean Welsh air.
ReplyDeleteAunt Gladys is one of a kind. Could you please tell Janet hello from me. Wishing you both a great week ahead.
ReplyDeleteJust brilliant. I would like a fraction of her energy now, never mind when/if I reach her age.
ReplyDeleteWhat an inspiration. I'm sure she's what inspires you to always be so sweet-tempered.
ReplyDeleteI couldn't do that at my age...let alone hers!
ReplyDeleteGladys looks younger in the scone picture than she does in your sidebar! If that's what her scones do can I order two dozen?
ReplyDeleteis that a RED Stove... an "aga" ?
ReplyDeleteWOW I bet when she bought that many years ago she was the talk of the town!
I am with Terry, you bottle it, put me down for a dozen bottles :O)
ReplyDeleteHOA
ReplyDeleteyes a red aga in the spotless kitchen!
I love Auntie Glad.
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