for this topic.
I was around 4 or 5, My grandmother was living with us, as she was not well. In the big bedroom, there was 2 double beds, my mum and I slept in one, and my aunt and grandmother slept in the other. Every night my aunt would make semolina for my grandmother as she was not eating much.
My gran could never finish it, so she would say, here you are little one, you have it, but dont tell Aunty Jane. We used to giggle and have cuddles, it was lovely, I looked forward to going to bed, as I knew My Nain( welsh for grandmother ) and I would have cuddles and share her pudding.