
Let Me Tell You My
Favourite Story About My Granny
Rhiannon Willson
My granny looks like she is made of glass,
looks like you need to handle her as
delicately as you would the fine china
she lays out for tea. She is eighty-four
years old, has hip replacements on
both sides and cataracts in her eyes
but she’ll be damned if that stops her
going to play badminton every Friday.
My granny is a living legend, everything
I want to be wrapped up in one woman.
Let me tell you my favourite story about
her. She’s travelled the world, spent her
younger years in flight, set foot in Europe,
America, the Middle East, she’s the most
well-travelled person I know, has friends
in every country I’ve ever been to and a
story for every place you could point to
on a map. That’s not my favourite part,
though. My favourite part is that when
my granddad asked her to marry him
she said not yet.
She wasn’t done with flying yet.
Rhiannon Willson is a poet who spends her spare time playing scrabble with old ladies and trying to learn how to roller skate. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in 5050 Lit, Dreams Walking, Sturgeon Review & more. Find her on Twitter @rhiannonwillson & her website, rhiannonwillson.co.uk
