Mud covered walls and a thatched roof cover the earthen, well-swept floor, packed hard from many generations of feet packing it hard. A fire burns brightly in the dim interior and a wood covered window is thrown wide to let the smoke escape. A few modest woven chairs and a fur skin rug are around the hearth, and a beaten copper pot hangs over the fire, simmering. The smell of mutton stew fills the room.
Modest living area, Inside Cottage
daughter
grandmother
I love baking cookies.  I love my grandkids.  I have had a very good life.  I love going to bingo with my friends.
My darling! Wonderful to see you! How are the kids? No don't worry I will do that later. Here sit down Whew! I really do appreciate when you come by and offer to help. There is always so much to be done around here! You need to have a break! I'm here now, ready to help you out with everything. Eh, what do you say we have a wee tipple to celebrate? Great idea! Let me fill this up for you! The stew should be ready soon too. Thank you dear. Lovely! I can't wait. It's good to be with people after John passed away. When do the kids get back from school? I can't wait to see them. I wonder if they like bingo! They shouldn't be gone too much longer, I'm sure they will love a round of bingo with you.  Oh wonderful. It's nice when they make an effort! I have some photos of your father and I when we were younger, would you like to have a look? I would love that! I am always so happy to learn about my past, it helps me on my constant quest for the meaning of life. Ohhh look, this is us on the Shetland Isles. Your father caught a sheep and I tried to ride it! I wonder if we are eating his descendant tonight! That is hysterical! What is on the next page here? It's me trying to play cricket! I had no idea what I was doing. I managed to hit our friend Terry pretty hard though. I think he still holds it against me! That sounds like something you'd do. You always were a clutz!