I invited Aunty Kate and Uncle Justin over for dinner, mam and dad didn't seem to mind, they were cool. In fact they hung out with us for a while to, just long enough for the old lady to make the food and serve it and the old geezer to pour the wine.
Uncle Justin and I hung out at the end of the table, in a strange orange haze, man, what was in that wine. Not sure the food can have been up to much as Uncle Justin appeared to be trying to bite chunks out of Aunty Kates head. Must have words with mum about her cooking.