IF you do not want to learn about the non-ending of your mum’s rambling anecdote, look away now.
After regaling you with details of next door’s bin collection fiasco and the marital status of a school friend you have not spoken to in 20 years, it can finally be confirmed that your mum’s directionless tale does not have a conclusion.
Critic Nathan Muir said: “Most stories have a beginning, middle and an end. But your mum takes an avant-garde approach by having a beginning, middle, pointless sidetrack, random question about your romantic life, then trails off for about two hours.
“That detail in the first act about her friend Shirley going to Yorkshire to visit her sister? It will never pay off. Your mum is either oblivious to the narrative principle of Chekov’s gun or doesn’t give a shit about it. Probably the latter.
“Rather than resolving every plot thread in a satisfying conclusion, your mum will waffle on until she needs to make dinner or go to the bathroom. Her story won’t even end on a dramatic cliffhanger like the second Spider-Verse film, it’ll just judder to a halt with the abruptness of a stalled car.
“There isn’t a secret post-chat scene either, so don’t bother hanging around and getting your hopes up. She ends on talking about how nice Princess Kate looks and that’s your lot.”