Popa

Just before flying home to Christchurch, Mum and I stopped by my Popa's resthome so I could say hello. At 94, he is doing well, but has most definitely aged since the last time I saw him in (I think) April.

But he cracked me up nonetheless... when talking about Nana, Popa mentioned how beautiful she was. As Nana and I are familiar-looking, I asked what he thought about me and he managed to fit all the adjectives into one.... improving. Mum and I laughed hilariously!