So my grandpa's dead. The subject isn't really something I want to dwell on, because for some reason my upbringing has taught me that it's wrong to say bad things about dead people. Damn you, Mum, for bringing me up more decent than yourself.
The main issue now is that something has to be done about Grandma. She can't possibly look after herself, as she's proven several times in the past few weeks. She's not living with my auntie in Torquay, because the new husband's a fuckwit. I personally think the house should be sold off so she can get full time care, fuck the inheritence. I don't want any of his money, anyway. Yeah, it'd be nice. I'd be able to fund my education with it. But fuck it. I don't want his money, especially when it could be put to better use.