not really a strange story as such, but I always found it weird when I went round my grandmother's house.

she didn't have internet, she didn't have tv, she didn't even have a computer- she would just sit their listening to old crackly vinyl records, that or sit in the garden admiring the flowers.

I just always thought it strange that we've moved on so much since then, but she hasn't.

guess it was just what she felt comfortable with