You're going to let me go. It's easier to spend the rest of your life telling anyone who'll listen that I'm selfish and ungrateful than to accept and acknowledge that none of your children like you. There's a reason why we don't like you. If you weren't such a mentalist you might spend some time thinking about it.
People of Barnsley, you have until June to put your houses on the market. She Who Must Not be Named is heading north. Don't say you weren't warned.
