Many people have a favourite aunt. Often, these women are considered to be The Zany One, the one who is always a bit off centre, the one you can count on to dish honestly about the rest of the family - and not judge you for asking.
(I like to think that I fit this description myself!)
But strangely, my own favourite Aunties - eccentric, quirky and hard core Mancunians - were not even real, legitimate Aunties.
Let me explain.
