At first, it wasn’t easy for any of us. I was so stunned that someone so vile could give me something so precious.
Marjorie was just simply stunned.
Traumatised by the Nit Nurse (who gave him the thumbs up!), Alfie would sob on his bed for hours.
And I knew the little tyke was secretly skyping his mother!
Despite Lavinia’s encouragement that her half-brother live with us, there was little she could do to welcome him. What with taking GCSE’s and all that – (at least that’s what I think she’s doing!)
Natch, Marjorie did very little to help the difficult situation:
“Got rid of one brat, now lumbered with another! He’s not getting a penny you know!”
“Don’t mind Marjorie”, I assure the boy, “She’s soft as shite. Just don’t hide the Gin and you’ll be fine.”
However, on his ninth birthday, when we bought him a shower, things started to thaw:
“Now I know you really love me!”, he squealed excitedly as he started to strip off.
So now there’s someone permanently in our spare room…..
And the damndest thing is, I don’t even mind!
Well, family complete and all that, I think we’re wrapped up for now. Tune in soon to Paul’s Passions where a really juicy scandal shakes the Amanda Ann’s to it’s bones!
There’s also action shortly from our Slaggs!
You may now touch that dial!!! (But not for long!)