I can't handle it.  We've nowhere to stay; every lodging we find ends up with rejection as my dad and his latest squeeze Sue aren't actually married.  I think it's got something to do with my siblings and I.  We're in the way.  I mean, couple that with the fact that my father hasn't really ever moved on from getting rejected by Oxford, and my step-mum Sue is a bit peeved she's had kids with her cousin.  So, I've decided to finally do something about it.  I've just strangled my siblings, and I'm about to coat-hanger myself too.  Have left a note: 'done because we are too menny'.

Little Father Time, Oxford, 1895.