I got on fine with my in-laws, both sadly no longer with us. My FiL was a lovely chap, who put up with both diabetes and heart trouble in a jovial and positive manner before succumbing to a combination of both plus other complications way too early. My MiL was a bit eccentric but never bothersome. She obviously learned to drive on a Scalextric set - she clearly thought the white line was where the car drew its power from and did her best to drive astride it at all times. She grew up in genuine poverty and was condemned at her junior school as educationally beyond hope simply because her eyesight was poor. She was actually a very astute woman. I still miss them both. Mrs MSB always got on with my Dad, as did I, but my Mum used to drive her (and me) scatty at times, it has to be said. She could be extremely judgemental, which tended to ruffle feathers. Being the ones who lived some distance from the ancestral home always meant the relationship was going to be different, as she saw less of our lives and her grandchildren than maybe she'd have liked to. So it goes.