Nope, they'd have to write a new one for me and my family. Great script, psycho mother, oblivious mostly absent Father (away working, lucky him), 5 siblings, one escapee (me) deemed black sheep by mother, one early death 52, well they love a funeral on the soaps don't they? My 2 marriages to, let's say, men of means, much to my mother's disgust, and from the 5 siblings only one child of the next generation produced, my devoted son, lol 
Now awol in Oz. Four siblings left, one with terminal cancer, and the other three could drink for Scotland. One unemployed (Bachelor of Science), would he like to work in retail?, eerm, no, he's 55. Another sibling (approved electrician) who has had 6 jobs in the past 18 months, because he won't work with foreigners, 
I've talked to him, and actually he's quite funny, I'm jist no dayin it, he says. So, on the job, he just says, Right Boss, that's me off. Father sheltering in the safety of East Yorkshire. When he left my mother she 'banned' my other siblings from, mentioning him or having any contact with him, which left me, hence the black sheep. Didn't see his 4 other children for 20 years, except at family funerals. So I'm left with the fall out.
See why I need a sense of humour. Wanna swap?
Father Ted...no there aren't any priests locked in the cupboard, but I seem to spend all my time making sandwhiches and he shouts for a coffee all the time.!!
oh and we are mad as a box of frogs too....
Sorry Ed for killing your thread stone dead.
I made it all up - we were as happy as sand boys
Come on folks - no replies = no threads = no board.
