Saturdays when I was a kid Emma has very fond memories of her weekend visits granddad. Find out why they were so special >>

Hear and read Emma's story

Emma lives in Gainsborough and has enjoyed being part of the town's Sure Start Parent's Group, which agreed to partake in the Inside Lives story-telling project

Saturdays were my favourite days when I was a kid. I'd get up, get dressed and then run downstairs to get my breakfast. "Right can we go to Nan and Grandad's, now Dad, please, please can we go?" My dad would say, "not yet Emma, it's not time." Then a few hours later, it was time to go- yes, at last.

On the way to my Nan and Grandad's, we'd call and get some fish and chips for dinner. It was great! I loved going to see my Nan and Grandad, I could never wait to get there.

At last we'd arrive. We'd knock on the door and Nan would answer. Me and my brother would run past Nan and go straight to Grandad. I loved him so much!

He'd tickle us and play cards with us. Then it'd be time for dinner.

Me, my brother, my mum and Nan would sit to the table, while my dad and Grandad would sit in the front room, watching snooker and maybe a western.

After dinner, I'd run into the room and eat my cake with my Grandad.

When it was time to go, I'd say, "see you later alligator," and my Grandad would reply, "in a while crocodile."

My Grandad died 8 years ago, but those were great times... I'll never forget.