My brother popped in this evening he wanted some help with prepping for his job interview. I was dishing up dinner everyone was upstairs my brother was in the kitchen with me. DC then had diarrhoea in the downstairs toilet so I just gave my brother that plate whilst I attended to poo-gate. DH came downstairs whilst my brother was eating and I was cleaning up poo and gave me the most deadly stare. I said to him do you want your dinner now as sometimes he likes to have it later. He said I should have had mine first! He’s still going on about it!