So my aunt's husband died this afternoon. Dropped dead in the MRI machine while they were trying to find out if he was having a heart attack. That's one of those things I'm not supposed to find hilarious, isn't it? Still doesn't beat Granny, who died in the middle of her sister's funeral, halfway up the aisle (they always were competitive).

There's no room at the inn, what with my massive family all descending on my poor aunt at once, so I'm apparently not going. I'll go home in a few weeks to see if she's okay. Which means my mother will be flying by herself, which she hates & I won't be able to torment her, but my uncle works at Shannon so he should be able to pick her up.

Also, this evil!mouse is my favourite.

I want a hug :(