My nan survived everything Hitler threw at her.
Ironically, she'll probably die this winter from having a gas bill bigger than his.
I've just bought the British Gas advent calendar.
Every time I open a door a granny dies of hypothermia.
Snow; Gods way of saying 'Well, we don't really need this many old people, do we?'
My nan always used to say to me, "Never wear your coat in the house or you won't feel the benefit when you go back out."
So I had no sympathy for her when she couldn't pay her gas bill and died of hypothermia.
Just to spite British Gas, if I die of hypothermia this winter I've arranged to be buried rather than cremated.