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Checking up the latest on friendsreunited.co.uk after their latest reminder email, I'm rather horrified to see that someone who was in the same year as me at grammar school has just become a grandmother.

Well, it is 22 years since we left, and it isn't anyone I remember. But still...

Of course, I should not really be surprised. I spent the weekend at a convention one of whose organisers was wiselamb, who also attended that same school. Comparing notes with him I realised that he was born a year and a half after I had left the school, three months into my Cambridge undergraduate career, and attended Rathmore precisely twenty years after me.

But still. A grandmother. Gulp.


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Aug. 6th, 2007 08:29 pm (UTC)
I had a similar experience when a certain person informed a fellow attendee at Mecon, that he remembered a particular incident I had come across while working at QUB. He added the comment that he remembered it because his father had seen it. Thank you nwhyte.

Aug. 7th, 2007 06:48 am (UTC)
That was in 1982!!!

(What makes me feel even older about that, though, is that the unfortunate Professor Perks was only 37 at the time, which is three years younger than I am now.)
Aug. 6th, 2007 08:29 pm (UTC)
It's 25 years since I left grammar school, but I'm damned sure I'm not old enough to be a grandmother :)
Aug. 7th, 2007 07:28 am (UTC)
It's 21 years since I left school, and I'm damn sure I'm not old enough to be a mother, much less a grandmother.

Having said that, I live in the kind of area where it's normal to be a grandmother at my age.
Aug. 7th, 2007 07:37 am (UTC)
Yes that too! We spent Sunday with some good friends and their children (aged 13 and 10) and it requires a kind of complex double-think to deal with the fact that we're actually slightly older than the friends but feel about the same age as the children.
Aug. 6th, 2007 08:35 pm (UTC)
Yes, but this is West Belfast. One month into my own university I learned from an old classmate that someone who was in the same year as me in primary school had become a mother.
Aug. 7th, 2007 06:49 am (UTC)
Actually she had moved to Lurgan.

On second thoughts, I take your point.
Aug. 6th, 2007 08:43 pm (UTC)
I had a black-sheep of the family type cousin, not too many years older than I am, who because pregnant with her first child when she was only 16.

Fast-forward to 18 years after that birth. I'm making one of my final visits to the family home, and my cousin sidles up to me to ask a question - do I have any kids yet? I was a bit flabbergasted, but answered, "No."

"Well, do you have any on the way?"

"Er,... no. None on the way, either."

She sighed deeply - turns out just that morning her 18 year old son had presented her with the news that he'd gotten his girlfriend pregnant. (You would not be inaccurate in thinking there was a relation with how he came about.) Ah, so now all was clear - she was massively bent out of shape because she was becoming a grandmother, while I hadn't yet even become a mother.

Mind, I'm not sure why she regarded it as so unfair, unless it was to wish children upon me that I just didn't want to have.
Aug. 6th, 2007 08:45 pm (UTC)
er, that's "became" pregnant *ack*
Aug. 6th, 2007 10:11 pm (UTC)
Very similar to the family story I was going to mention; my cousin was born on my aunt's 16th birthday. He was married before his 19th, because kids were on the way.

Which means my aunt was a grandmother when not much older than I am now, which is quite scary.
Aug. 7th, 2007 04:53 am (UTC)
If I think about it, apart from the sense of violation my cousin seemed to feel (as if I were supposed to have children, *eye roll*), the thing that scares me the most is that it's only now, in my mid-40's, that I feel I at least know enough of the world and being human to make a passible and credible attempt at raising another human. To have had a child at the age my mother had me - *shudder* I knew nothing then.

But the rest of the generational thing is just numbers, to me. If I had that child at the same age my mother bore me, well, I'd have a 23 year old son or daughter, and someone at least biologically capable of having already borne the next generation. Life does go on, eh?

Somewhat tangentally, the thing I'm finding both weird and wonderful is having gone back to school, and attending classes with these people firmly in that "hypothetical daughter or son" range. I go to classes with wonderful people, who totally accept me as a classmate, and yet remain aware enough that we can do the generational thing as a joke. Mostly right before exams, when I wag a finger and tell them to not drink and get plenty of sleep before their exams. They aren't going "Yeah, Mom" quite yet, though. Probably because they're worried I'll stop bringing home-baked goodies to classes. *wry grin*
Aug. 6th, 2007 08:52 pm (UTC)
In 1999 I was visiting my father in hospital and he introduced me to the man in the next bed. The man in the next bed had visitors; his wife, his daughter, his grand daughter, his great grand daughter and his great great grand daughter. Five generations and he was delighted to tell us all about the number of living generations in his family.
Aug. 6th, 2007 08:54 pm (UTC)
I had a similar experience when I found out a guy from my math class was married and had a daughter. I'm nineteen! My former classmates shouldn't be married, let alone with children yet!
Aug. 6th, 2007 11:54 pm (UTC)
One of my ex-workmates had stayed studiously single until he surprised us all by getting married at age 50. As his new wife had been previously married, within a month of the wedding he found himself a great-grandfather.

As I remarked to somebody at the wedding reception, it was a case of "instant family - just add beer!".
Aug. 7th, 2007 11:26 am (UTC)
grandparents and the tour!!
Thanks very much for organising the tour of Stormount!! It was great! And for being greeted by Mr Farry. It was really interesting and something everybody should do.

In our drama group there is a person who became a grandmother at thirty eight. she is still younger than me.
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