My Gran could be a charmer; she also had a ferocious streak to her personality. (I don’t think the window cleaner ever recovered from the threats of violence she made against him when he accidentally stood on a plant in her garden.) Mind you to have been widowed twice; with children under the age of five, in the days before there was ‘social’ to fall back must have toughened your resolve. She also had her hair dyed an outrageous shade of purple, we would have known about her disapproval if we had dared to dye our hair such a colour; she was a lady of contradictions.