Today I chatted to my aunt. And It Was Good.

My Auntie K is my Mum’s younger sister. She’s intelligent, educated, travelled, interesting and quite lovely. I haven’t seen her for nearly 20 years. When the Family Nasty all came out, and I felt an overwhelming need for a ‘grown up’ she was the one I turned to, despite us not really being very close. In recent times we have chatted on Facebook occasionally, and talked vaguely of meeting up, but never seemed to quite manage it. I knew she was still very much in touch with my Mum (how could she not be, they are sisters and I of all people know how that tie binds you) and yet we managed to carve an independent space for a her-and-me relationship. I LIKE her. I respect her. So when she messaged me to say she was travelling to Cornwall...