I make the tea five days a week, including on the two weekdays I work and finish at three. Dp makes it on the weekend when I'm at work all day.
When I get home I'm starving, the kids are starving and DP is bimbling around in the kitchen drinking wine and listening to music. This goes on for about an hour usually until I get so pissed off I go in and finish it off for him and get it served out.
There's just no urgency for him to get food on the table and feed us all. I get pissed off when I'm hungry.
When he's at work I manage to get the tea ready on time before all hell breaks loose with hungry children going up the wall.
Grrr.