Her last blog post talked about how she couldn’t shake the cough she had. On the 11th, Olive became seriously ill and yesterday at age 108, Olive died. I will miss her singing and her stories but she deserves a good rest after all those years of living.

“It was mind blowing to her,” her great grandson Darren Stone, of Brisbane, told AAP tonight.

“She had people communicating with her from as far away as Russia and America on a continual basis, not just once in a while.”

Olive had posted more than 70 entries on her blog – or as she jokingly labelled it, her “blob” – since February last year.

The next day the teenager comes downstairs and the Grandmother is sitting there with no shirt on. The teenager wants to die!. She tells her Grandmother that she has friends coming over and that is just not appropriate…

Of course this is a joke but now that I have grandchildren of my own and more importantly I’ve reached that “certain age” where women should act their age. I haven’t heard that from my own grandchildren but then I don’t get to see them all that often and they’re more interested in what presents I’ve brought for them. I suspect if I showed up wearing a see-through blouse or no blouse at all, they’d tell me to cover up!

I got the picture on the left from a designer’s runway show. Seriously, can you imagine going to Denny’s and seeing that blouse walk through the door?