Ds has built a den of epic proportions in his room out of 10 large cardboard boxes and the cabin space under his bed. It has a control panel and lasers (which we can use to shoot the witch). We can all hide there. It's a bit gritty as I can't hoover and I haven't the heart to take it down.
I am going to make fun plans for when AF comes and focus on them rather than being gutted.
I will:
Shove brie and pate into my face.
Get smashed with DP
Spend a lot of time in the Den with DS eating chocolate and playing rough tickle fights
Eat a steak so rare a good vet could bring it back.