I'm sure I've blogged this saying before.
"Friends are God's apology for relatives!"
After dealing with Aunt Patty and Aunt Selma this week, God better come up with a bigger apology.
Aunt Selma called me an absolute disgrace of a daughter and told me to get off her phone. She hasn't bothered to see her twin for two years.
Aunt Patty said I should do more for my mother. She hasn't seen her sister for 6 months.
My mother after listening to the Bouvier sisters said I should be grateful that she's alive to look after.
Since I have been delegated to write the eulogy for the whenever funeral I will have my revenge and those two will not be named. Not one mention of the loving sisters, nothing. In fact if I had my way there wouldn't be a funeral at all. If you can't turn up when someone's alive, don't turn up when they're dead.
Now God, about that other apology, Tattslotto tomorrow night wouldn't be a bad start.