'Hello, Penny. I'm glad to see you.'
'I'm glad to see you Grandma. How are you?'
'I'm alright if I take the right pills at the right time. If I'd lived in the 19th century I'd be dead by now.'
'You certainly would. You would have to be over 110.'
'No. I mean the progress in research has meant they can keep people alive who would have died from the same thing in the past.'
'So, in some ways things have been getting better.'
'Yes. In some ways. But I think those ladettes are worse off than I was when I was young.'
'Not all youngsters are like them Grandma.'
'No. I know that. There are some wonderful young people around. So how are you getting on?'
'Back to school soon. I can't wait. I'm fed up with holidays.'
'So, what have you been up to.'
'I went with Terry to see West Ham lose.'
'I've not met your nice young man, Penny.'
'You would get on with his father. He's an old radical like you.'
'And you fancy this young man, then?'
'It's like Romeo and Juliet.'
Grandma smiled. 'That reminds me of a song we had at school - Rom e over.'
'Lady love and do it again.'
'Not exactly Shakespeare.'
'No. It's a beautifu story and Juliet was just 14. I think Shakespeare really knew about young love.'
'He knew a thing or two about a thing or two!'
Penny laughed. 'You still have plenty of spirit Grandma.'
'Oh the spirit is willing but the body isn't always up to it.'
'I hope I'm as happy as you are when I'm your age.'