Tobe Frank – shopping with your granddaughter 48



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To be frank it was simultaneously the most fun I’ve had and the most awkward I have felt in a long, long time.

The Missus and I were sitting the grandkids mid week, whilst my daughter #1 and her husband, enjoyed a long overdue romantic interlude. My eldest granddaughter, nearing her teens but not quite there yet, had a school assignment to complete and needed a few things from the local shopping centre.

As the Missus had her hands full with Master 7 who was a little unwell, it was left to moi to take Miss 12 to the shops. Now in days gone by, when we were that age, and even when our kids were that age, it’d be more a case of the kids taking themselves off to the shops. But times have changed and 12 is just a touch too young to be heading off independently.

On route to the centre, Miss 12 announces that we have to pick up one of her friends who is part of her assignment group and she needs to come too. Hang on a minute I thought, this was supposed to be a quick trip to the shops for essential school supplies yet has already turned into a teen-shop-fest! “Gramps, she has the list of things we need. Her mum knows and is expecting us. I called them…TRUST ME!”

Feeling a little suckered, but dutifully compliant, we headed to Miss 12 #2’s house and it was then that the giggling started. As soon as they got back in the car together, they were carrying on like Beryl and Sheryl from the bridge club. I couldn’t quite keep up with the conversation as the language was, how shall we say it, millennial. There was more jargon, acronyms and abbreviations than an economic report at a government convention.

Whatever they were saying, they were having fun. And it continued in the car park, and once inside the shopping centre too, barely pausing for breath. They talked over topped of each other, although somehow seemed to not only keep up with their own conversation but acknowledge the other’s as well, sometimes pausing mid sentence to blurt out a little chuckle at what the other has said, before continuing on their own blistering pace.

It was a lot of fun. I escorted them through the centre, just a step or two behind them, listening intently but not really understanding. I watched as they debated the pros and cons of which supplies they were going to buy. They had the quality versus cost debate, settled it quickly and moved on. I think the suckering continued as I am sure I ended up purchasing a few crafty items that were not on said list. Oh well, at least I wasn’t buying them something that would require more time in front of the box or some electronic device.

They then convinced me they were in desperate need of sustenance, so we obligingly stopped for a replenishing break. The giggling gasbags continued their private but very public (because of the volume setting) conversation in between slurps of thickshake and bites of doughnuts (yes, with the odd bit of doughnut flung across the table thanks to talking and eating at the same time).

It truly was delightful. I couldn’t get a word in edgeways…it almost felt like I wasn’t even there. And in a way I didn’t need to be. Two Miss 12’s should be able to enjoy the safety and freedom of spending time (and money) together in a big shopping centre.

Once we’d finished our refreshments, we headed back to the car and proceeded to drop Miss 12 #2 back at home. I received a delightful, “thank you Mr Frank” as she scurried inside, but it played second fiddle to the huge hug and kiss on the cheek I got from Miss 12 when we got home.

“Thanks Gramps, that was SO much fun!”

And that’s all the thanks I needed.

Have you enjoyed the company of your grandchildren whilst still feeling out of place? Is simply watching them, pleasure enough?


Tobe Frank

Tobe Frank is a recently retired 62 year old gentleman with many views. He has grand ambitions for his retirement he just isn't sure what they are yet and is constantly looking around to find them. Tobe shares his views on Starts at Sixty regularly as one of our columnists.

  1. Eldest grandy was very close to my husband he guided her schooling as she got older….he even got a response on facebook when she panicked on a holiday n locked herself in a room…..its a lovely bond

  2. That’s all about being a Grandad, and what a great grandad you are, and you got your lovely kiss and hug and thanks for all the fun they had. Do it again Grandad, so special. Xx

  3. What a lovely day for you grandad and one both you and your granddaughter will remember and treasure for years to come

  4. Manipulation then more manipulation and grandparents wouldn’t have it any other way, love it well done granddad.

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    • Trish Russ took Kylie shopping when she came here on a visit and they came home with bags and bags of new clothes for her. Bless him he sat outside the dressing room holding everything she wanted to try on and then paid for all of her new wardrobe. I loved seeing those special moments us not having any daughters. Xxx

  5. Thank you for sharing and writing your outing in away that I felt as though I was walking along side you, I could picture and her the two girls chatting and laughing. A beautiful memory for you.✍

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  6. It’s like trying to learn a foreign language,it’s appreciated by person who lives it. You may not speak it but if you understand a little you get so much more out it and you become even more cool in your grandkids eyes.

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