Can you imagine being Seb and Lula living with those two horrors.
Neither of them work, they spend all day going on expensive lunches or ‘work’ trips to London. Basically swanning around doing whatever the hell they like all day every day. Sunny outside they head for the beach. No work to worry about for them.
They barely look after Wilbo, barely do school runs. It seems like they might cook once a week and to add insult to injury it’s Joyce’s vomit inducing roast with dish water.
Then you’ve got two kids that are at school/College all week, mostly fending for themselves see their lazy parents do bugger all while they go off to work hard on a Saturday morning. Leaving the layabouts in bed with Wilbo alone in his room. I don’t expect he’s allowed to bother them before 10am.
I used to get up to drive mine to work every weekend. Then make sure they had a decent meal when they got home. Like most parents do.
Those two lazy bastards can’t even cope with seeing their kids before they head off to work as it ruins their beauty sleep. (Tbf they need to give up on that idea, ain’t no amount of sleep gonna help those two fuglies)
It’s just horrible, nasty environment to grow up in. It’s a house of selfishness, confrontation, arguments, spite, hate, resentment and mental abuse.