Ascot Driving - Renee Hutchinson

Remember we went to Royal Ascot with Grandude and I twisted his ear so he would not kill us drunk driving.It was mostly because you were in the car,mother hen panicked.Remember us standing on the side of the road in our glad rags thumbing a ride?He never forgave me.It made me sad..He was a ton of fun and heart.He visited me more than anyone when I was in the hospital in London for my second breast cancer.