"What we have here, he told himself, is a Mk1 Feisty Old Lady: Turkey neck, embarrassing sense of humour, a gleeful pleasure in mild cruelty, direct ways of speaking that flirts with rudeness and, more importantly, also flirts with flirting. Likes to think she's no 'lady'. Game for anything that doesn't carry the risk of falling over and with a look in her eye that says 'I can do what I like, because I am old. And I have a soft spot for rascals.' Old ladies like that were hard to fool, but there was no need to."
"I'm not like other grannies."
J.D.: You have had an amazing life.
Good, then we agree.
"I'm a hip old granny who can hip-hop, bebop, dance till you drop, and yo-yo make a wicked cup of cocoa!"