Just back from shepherding Italian relatives between Yorkshire and Cheshire which involved lots of driving, arranging and staying in hotels and staying sober to smooth their path.
The Italians had a good time, the family wedding was excellent and everything went really smoothly.
Throughout it all my mother whinges and complains because nothing is ever right or good enough for her. Never once does she say thank you or seem pleased with all the effort and planning that went into it. She takes everything and gives nothing, it's a side of her character that I've never liked and even after all this time I still hate it.
So, never again (at least until the next time). Rant over.
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