So, Fat Bertha asked me to read to her some of my poems. I did this and the silly cow laughed so hard she wet her knickers.

Blimey, she's a crazy **** but I love her.

My mum thinks she's brilliant. In fact they've taken to going to bingo together and coming back half cut.

I sit there with Hector my cat on my lap while they **** themselves laughing telling me all about the fun they had getting drunk and winning the occasional cash prize or bottle of bubbly.

Mum has always made me laugh. Even when the chips are down and life is testing, she makes me smile.

Dad died when I was young. He was my hero. I think she made it her life's mission to keep me happy.  I am blessed.

Fat Bertha is now ordering some knickers off Amazon,while Mum is watching the new Dexter series.

Life is pretty good right now.