"An idea no longer shrouded in mist, through wave or ether comes to me, like a star from high up in the skies, or a pearl from the bottom of the sea." - Victor Hugo (Les rayons et les ombres)
Note to all Grandmas - indulge your grandchildren all you can while they are small - they soon grow up into men and women.
When I was a child my grandma indulged me with strawberry jam butties, but "Don't tell your mother" she'd always say.
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