The 11th was my mum's birthday. Nothing special as she probably went out and got plastered (as usual) at the weekend.
Here's the rant...
Me (and ds) were the only ones to remember apparently. One db is in Ayia Napa for the season, the other has a memory worse than the proverbial goldfish. My dad had his dates muddled up.
He got his present out for her, a CD he thought she'd like, turns out she already has it.
After that it was all snidey comments, barely concealed contempt and nit-picking between the pair of them.
They have been like this for years, they cannot have a civil conversation, can go for days without acknowledging each other.
They are now sleeping in seperate rooms since Db went abroad.
My dad told me that they haven't even touched each other in 3 years (TMI from your parents!)
Why don't they just split up and be done with it? We are all old enough to deal with it. It's like being in the middle of a power struggle with neither willing to admit it's over or give up the home.
Blardy parents.