Omg such anality from pil. Come and share your anal behaviour stories (lighthearted)

Oh badvoc I thought it was just my ILs that had travel slippers.

I think my DF thinks the local burglars have his house under surveillance for some reason. Bit like in Home Alone. But he has a cunning system of lights on timers.

My gran had a pantry too. And she horder all sorts of shituseful stuff.

Oh god, yes, my folks go on "secret" holidays that are only advertised to me and my sibs.

... In case the local burglars find out.

I agree Salmo. My Nan had an understairs cupboard full of tins and bottles (separate to the pantry) due to the war, and carried on after. This must have rubbed off on my DM because if she has less than 2 of anything stock has to be replenished.

I do think some of this may be due to being war kids and rationing etc. both my folks and DHs mum grew up when wasting things marked you out as a profligate ne'er do well.

FIL won't chill white wine.

Ooh Fellatio Thursday night was Bejam night in our house circa 1980.

*when holidaying obvs.

My ex-PILs would always do their food shopping on a Thursday night. Because this very strenuous exercise took them out of the house for an hour and half it was necessary to plan ahead for dinner; something quick and reliable. So for the eight years that I knew them they always had bacon and egg for dinner on a Thursday. ALWAYS. Bacon. And egg. Never a sausage. Never a bit of black pud, or a side of tomato. Just bacon and egg. I bet they are still doing it now, 25 years later. Sad fuckers.

Suitcases must be put into the car in the garage due to burglars.

This is so funny.

My lovely parents are quite routine driven too - more mum than dad but they always eat at the same times every day. Always have a cooked breakfast on a Sunday. Always descend on garden weeds like avenging angels. Must go for saturday trips between set hours of 9.00 and 12.00 otherwise the traffic (of three cars and a tractor) will get too busy. And mum irons dads pants.

My MIL never answers her door after its dark unless its an expected visitor (possibly quite sensible to be fair). Never chucks away half a cake or a leftover bit of anything but tries to palm them off on us. Lives by her TV schedule. Insists on rigid gardening routines which are all marked on her calendar in advance!

Why do people unplug things at the wall anyway ? What will happen ?

Pepe thanks you've just reminded me to do my pelvic floor exercises. I just laughed so hard a little bit of pee came out .

sorry Euphemia

I feel weirdly content that I am not the only one suffering with parents/relations like this.

I love the way my parents get up at 6am to 'seize the day' but are spark out on the sofa by 7.30pm.

Sorry... Unplug everything in their kitchen after they use it.

We turn the kettle off at the wall as it has this weird stand by light that makes it glow. I don't really get the point of it so I flip the switch.

My PILs un

My ex PIL were just like this. Even making a sandwich for a quick lunch seemed to turn into a military exercise. I just couldn't get my head around how they made everything seem so, well, difficult!

YYYY! This is my SIL to a tee! (and to a slightly lesser extent BIL. He had the potential to be more normal but her married her and became institutionalized.) Un-fucking-believable that there is more than one person in the UK like this alive and well right now, and sending their relatives insane.

We went there to stay for a few days last year, and watching the two of them turn making a batch of boring sandwiches into something akin to emergency brain surgery was a sight to behold.

We must surely all be talking about the same person. PLEASE. The alternative is too depressing.

Me too recharge. it must come to us all eventually.

MIL would be able to tell you exactly how many minutes DBIL spent in the shower this morning, bless him.

The TV volume has to be on at a set number (which I believe is 33), they can't bear the little light on the sky box to be going around, when you turn the TV off you have to press SKY so it stops, I assume otherwise it will blow up while they're in bed.

They are also obsessed with turning everything off at the plug, they used to look after our dog when we went away, we'd come back to find everything in the kitchen unplugged and all the sockets turned off, one time this included the pump for the fish tank .

If the phone goes and theres no one there, or it's an off shore call centre and they can't understand the call, they will tell you about it the next three times you visit.

Two weeks before they go on holiday the suitcases will be out on the "front room" floor, she washes, dries and irons everything and puts it away as it's done, when they get back from holiday their "holiday Clothes" go away unwashed, and the cycle begins again, I find this very odd, but then again I don't have a complete "holiday only" set of clothes.

She takes enough "pants" for 2 weeks, but washes the same pair every night in the bathroom sink, dries it on the balcony/radiator and wears it again the next day, the same pair for 2 weeks.

MIL doesn't allow drinks or food upstairs and finds it most strange that I do, we've been known to eat a curry in bed :)

I am going to print this thread out and read it when I am 70. And then if I am doing any of the things on it, I shall nobly fall on my sword.