I find myself frequently, regularly, associating my own actions with those of an older generation. Let's just say I have more than a few grandmotherly qualities (5 o'clock, Let's eat dinner! 10 o'clock, Let's get in bed! Oh dear, look at the price on that cereal! etc...).
But what's so bad about that? There are some amazing older ladies out there.
It'll be great as a wacky old gran.
These thoughts entered my mind when I came across this image of Eleanor Lambert.
Another example:
Iris Apfel. What a hoot!