...and I get on very well with them. There are no outstanding childhood issues, no hard feelings. They’re very good to me, I like to think I’m a good daughter back.

I just get frustrated, occassionally, and cranky, and can be mean to them. They don’t deserve it – they are excellent parents and I dread them not being around. But I must try not to lose my patience – I’m sure they are trying equally hard! :)