number 70

i've ranted and railed about how my family have treaten me - to a few friends now - that it only leaves the siple facts which, being tired, i don't want to rake over. but i will because i am a man of my word.
my great uncle ronnie died 2 fridays ago.
my nan, obvously upset, asked me to help out
i got papers from his house to help identify if there was a will, what it said if so, and where solictor was if not.
found will, unsigned, unwitnessed.
found solicitor who ahd an invalid will
meaning everything would go to other side of family.
cue three days of denying my faily the papers i'd gathered while i sought legal advice and my nan turned.
my nan is not well, my cousin wants to do things his own way and my mum, aunt and myself are caught in the middle - with me the bad guy
i amde an oath:
i will not talk to my nan again until she communicates with me first.

i meant and mean it though - enough is enough

i also got an email from a friend who i have a history wih - discussing our differences and similaities, highligting cerain truths which, while i am raw, aren't worth focussing on right now - tomorrow.


i also went to radstock and asw another friend onroute - though i lef behind m bel... careless... won't say why but i'm sure, dear reader, you can fill in some blanks.
yes, even in desir and anger i can find time for amusing myself...



i will rest now. long. then tidy evrything up again and prepare for this upcoming week... the storm is just gathering...