Božidara is the grandmother you may not have had. But you should want to. For your own good.
She can bake Christmas cookies, but she usually misses Christmas. He has no taste, but he has style. She respects all living things, but there is a "No Dog Pissing" sign hanging on her fence. Her vocabulary is not one of the best.
She is wise, but not too wise. He advises only upon express request. Well, sometimes even without him. But it can be endured.
It's fun with her. And it's not boring with her. He inexplicably thrives on embarrassment. And it will pull you into it, whether you want it or not.
It seems impossible to upset or offend her. But if it's a matter of principle, you'd better stay out of her way. Her sense of justice is quirky, but worth thinking about.
He cures all the world's ills with buns. With poppy seeds. With sugar. And with rum. Lots of rum. And in particularly urgent cases, he treats you to cannabis.
Božidara is a woman who is not afraid to live or die. And yet there is one thing in the world that he is afraid of.