When Gordon Grainger’s granddad went to Heaven he didn’t take his glasses or his hat. He didn’t take his money with him either, and lucky Gordon HE got some of that. Now good old Gordon Grainger’s only seven and I thought he was surely my best friend. But now he just ignores me when I see him. Now he’s got a pile of cash to spend. I saw him in the cafe just last Sunday, sitting with the posh kids in their caps. Gordon had a Knickerbocker Glory. I wished that he would drop it in his lap. Now my gramp hasn’t toddled off to Heaven, I asked him, “When you do, what will I get?” He bent down and he whispered in my ear hole, “I have no plans to go up there just yet.” And then he told me not to envy Gordon. “Money isn’t everything,” he said. He said, “You’ve always had all I can give you. You’ve inherited my genes.” I turned and FLED! I hurried straight outside where I found Gordon. When I told him he looked frightened as a mouse. He might have got a Tenner from HIS granddad, but I was getting genuine Levi Strauss.
As published in Grannies and Granddads and Other Odd Folk by A B Wyze
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