*Sigh*

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So, just trying to arrange a date for my grandfather's funeral is involving lawyers, social services and (most recently) my uncle shouting abuse at me down the phone. It's like we're going for some kind of scary new definition of "dysfunctional".

I'm alright, mostly, just a bit sad about the whole thing. And worried, in case Steve makes good on his various threats against my parents.