DDP (dearest dementee parents) have taken to ringing nearest and dearest with convincing - really, coherent and plausible - ‘prank’ early morning announcements that one or other of our beloved cousins has died horribly.
Still shaken after this morning’s call.
Two cousins are very sick, so DDPANBU, and the others get a car crash or a cardiac. All untrue.
I can’t even talk to the cruel old couple. But I do. Nicely. Kindly. I give them
treats.
Please say anything cheering. Are other DDP as wicked as this?