I asked Mum what her mother was like as a parent. As a grandmother, Nanna was firm but loving, and we knew she didn't take nonsense.
As a parent, well, you judge if it's the same. Mum remembers being chased and flicked with a wet tea towel because she swore. Grandpop shut her out without tea because Mum wouldn't say thank you, so Nanna snuck her in and gave her dinner in her room.
I'd love Mum to expand this post or add a comment with more details. Mum?