that my aunt refused to give me the code to the keysafe box on my ill 93 year old Grandmother's house and made me drive across the city to borrow a set of keys instead to get access. I was going round as my Gran is unwell today having only been discharged from hospital 3 days ago. Gran is very deaf and has form for not hearing the doorbell even when well.
The reason for not giving me the code - she doesn't want to prejudice the security of the house. I am a middle class professional. I do not have form for stealing from my relatives (just in case you thought this might be the reason).
So every carer employed by the council homecare team can have the code. But I as her grandchild, going in to visit, as we are all concerned about her heatlh can't have the code. It took me about an extra hour to go to pick the key up. After my visit I then had to go to the chemist to pick up some supplies and come home to deal with the soiled linen I had rescued from the house.
Side issues (which may be influencing my annoyance) Aunt lives 400 miles away and isn't planning to come up. Aunt has failed to pass contact details for any of our branch of the family onto the healthcare professionals looking after my Gran - it has been quite a surprise to the nursing staff during two different hospital admissions and the homecare team to realise that we actually exist. We all live locally. My mother (my aunt's sister) has just died and until 6 months ago my Ma generally coordinated all the Granny issues (but kept her sister, my aunt, informed). In the aftermath of my mum's death my aunt demanded all sets of keys to my Gran's house back. I am so so glad my Dad failed to comply and hung on to his.
If this story sounds familiar and you are my cousin you can interpret quite freely that I think your Mother is being a bitch.