There was a running saga in my family about Granny’s ban list. I am not sure who the original offender was, but I learned about it at an early age. I mentioned I wanted to go somewhere and was promptly informed it was not going to happen. “How come?” I asked. “It’s banned,” I was told. “Banned?” We had been there before – had the place closed? “Banned” was the response. It took me days before I was able to get to the bottom of this matter. “Someone there ticked off your grandmother,” was my uncle’s explanation.