I have been living a deluded existence.
Yesterday - for the first time ever, on two separate occasions in two separate towns by two separate people it was assumed I was a GRANDMOTHER!
So obvious was the shock and look of worry on my face I do believe I have actually aged about 10 years.
The first lady to make this terrible error was attending the same class as me in Nelson. I had taken in a small bag made from a piece of felt I had made the week before.
"what are you going to do with it?" she asked - "I bet your grandCHILDREN would love it"
The second lady was in ASDA in Colne - She was promoting mayonnaise, and my Daughter and I stopped to dip one of her tempting potato wedges into a pot of mayo with a hint of wasabi.
After chatting with the lady and agreeing to buy a jar of this tasty sauce she handed us a promotional pack with a competition in it along with some cardboard crowns and a party game which would be perfect for my to give "to your grandCHILDREN"
I couldn't believe it - as we say around here "I was gob-smacked"
not only did I look old enough to be a grandmother but I looked old enough to have several of them.
As my family have pointed out to me I am technically old enough to have one or two - me being the ripe old age of 41 and my daughter is 20 - and maybe in Nelson and Colne most people of my advanced years do have grandchildren, I don't know - or maybe I delude myself that I look younger than I really am and all those years of going to illegal raves, dancing all night and sleeping for about 10 hours per week back in my late teens has finally taken it's toll and to the great unwashed I just look knackered.
Anyway I phoned my mum straight away for sympathy - and when she finally stopped laughing I told her it just meant that she probably looked like a Great Grandmother. Harrumph!
Here are a couple of photo's of the felt I have been making that my Grandchildren will no doubt love so much!