You know, the Radford's actually make me angry with how bleeping lazy they are.
I'm in my 20s. I live with my parents. I don't work. I'm a full time student. I have a severe and life limiting genetic illness. I am classed as disabled, and I always will be.
I have offered to pay money towards bills many times, yet my parents refuse. That's fine. I'm hardly going to complain.
But still, I am immensely thankful that I am allowed to stay with my parents for free. Because they won't take money, I make sure that I pay them in other ways. I do most of the housework. I do most of the cooking. If there's something that I can fix, then I'll do my bloody best to fix it. It doesn't matter to me how tired I am or how much pain I'm in, I feel that it's only right for me to help my parents as much as I can as a way of saying thank you.
If I, with my disability, can do all of those things, then why can't the Radford's? How difficult would it be for them to tidy up? To make a decent, healthy meal.
I mean, Millie, for christs sake. She's got a little one, and another on the way, and she can't cook to save her life. Her bedroom is bleeping appalling.
They have absolutely no excuse. They're vile and lazy, and I firmly believe that it's entirely down to Sue and Noel's inadequate parenting. They haven't even taught them basic life skills. They haven't brought these children into the world with the hopes that they'll grow into fully functioning, independent adults. They brought these children into the world for their own selfish desires. Horrible, horrible people.