^ & then, several months later when they have forgotten you, deal with the fukers... I'm feeling quite aggressive today, I hope I don't get too lippy with the missus, or else she likely give me a sound thrashing...

Now, death here, by violence, is just so standard. I spoke to the missus the other day, which I prefer not to do usually..., and she told me about a relative who might pop wound. I remember this very distant unliked woman, not family actually..., as having a policeman boyfriend and told the missus not to let them come round. Anyways, the missus says she's not up to dodgy business anymore and has paid back the monies she stole from people, since she got the 5 million. What 5 million says I. She says, the one from her dad's land after he died. Why did he die says I. Oh, he got drunk and upset somebody who beat him to death. Oh, says I. Who. They don't know... Standard, non-special, total usual story for this extremely violent and fuked up place...