Ahaha! I too had an amazing nan (step-nan actually, but closer than blood) who told me wonderful stories and pretty much brought me up in my early childhood. But the fact that she had been a breathtaking beauty in her youth (with photographic proof) and still had her looks and grace by the time I knew her was probably a lot of the reason why I abhor the ugliness of most old people.

And again, gotta love it that we are such well-delineated opposites, heh...