I'm literally the worst.
My nephew Miles (2 of 2) turned 13 sometime this week - I completely forgot.
My mother called today to tell me this, followed by my sister, and still I have yet to wish him a happy birthday or give him a present or anything.
It's not that I don't like the little tyke, he's okay and that - and not the most annoying kid in the world (although he does his best to compete for that title), it's just I am tired from over working, I still have a bad back, I'm totally skint from having taken a massive pay drop in an attempt to career adjust and I'm horribly selfish.
So there you see, it's not really my fault.
Trouble is, this is the 2nd year in a row I've done this.
But I'm not a terrible uncle - it's not like I beat him, or steal his things to buy crack or touch him in private places when his mums not looking. In fact set against this criteria I'm quite a decent uncle.
I play computer games with him (I never let the little shit win though - I don't want him to get an unrealistic sense of competition), I've introduced him to the best comics, the best films the best music.
I'm a cool old uncle.
Well, at least I reckon I am.
And, I haven't got any kids of my own so even though he's now a teen, he's the only kid I have anytime for.
How good an uncle am I?