My auntie died just over 12 months back... This hurt me because she was one of the finest women I ever knew... She left behind a husband whom she had always loved and cared for and to be honest he was totally lost without her and a son, Sean....My cousin whom I never had a lot to do with because I thought he was a little bit weird...... When I say a little bit weird I mean he just always made me feel uncomfortable whenever we met. This kid......38 year old kid... My cousin had a rare and strange syndrome. "Prader Willie Syndrome" a recognised syndrome but nevertheless a weird one. This involves some kind of strange eating disorder.... Like a mouse or a rat.... if the food is there they will eat it till they die. When my auntie died.... my uncle was left to cope with my cousin and he kept saying he was on top of everything.....but in stark reality he was dying inside.... My auntie kept on top of my cousins eating patterns and even had locks installed on the fridge..... I saw my cousin 2 weeks ago and he was grossly overweight and I asked him what was going on.... He replied..... For the first time uncle Ian... No I'm not really his uncle, he's my cousin.... I'ts just the way he was. I'm happy. I said what do you mean you must have put on at least 6 stone since I last saw you..... He replied...." My mums dead, I have a new girlfriend and everything is good" He died last night....with kidney faiure at a gross 36 stone..... My wife went to the funeral today and the coffin was a specially made one because he was so big..... Feeeling a bit down so I thought Id share that with you all.....