This is just the need to rant.
DH is Australian. We (he, I, the DSs, 9 and 11) are taking our first hol to Oz since coming to the UK 7 years ago this Easter.
We have 2 days in Singapore, 2 days only in Sydney (slight booking cock up on the part of DH, which I didn't spot either!) then 11 days in then out of Brisbane, then 4 days in Cairns.
The BNE bit is to be a look around where we were based, show the boys around, catch up with old friends. BIL lives 3 hours north in a small, one horse town, where DH grew up (and left at 17...)
I don't get on well with BIL who is 8 years older than DH. I think he is a country oik with country ideas; he has never held down an adult relationship with a woman in his 58 years, he has never left the family home (parents died 10 years ago) YET there are few aspects of our lives he is not an expert about. DH chose to come and live in the UK. He likes it here, but because BIL cannot fathom why anyone would want to live anywhere else other than small town outback Australia, therefore it is to be understood that it is my 'fault' we no longer live in Oz.
BIL has been to visit us here in the UK twice. He spends 4 weeks slumped on our sofa watching 'Rex Hunt Fishing Adventures' (Oz fishing show) on Sky, making increasingly pointed 'asides' to me about why ANYONE would want to live in the UK? Sooner or later he and I fall out a bit. Never a row, just terse words and a difficult atmosphere.
DH has been taught all his life that his family (read: mother) are/were Central to everything, hence BIL never leaving home. Dissent was never allowed, a thing that still means DH has trouble with conflict today. He therefore has never plucked up the courage to tell BIL where the boundaries are. He just wants BIL and I to get on (which I would far better if he didn't see fit to comment on a) our relationship, b) our choice of living arrangements, c) our parenting, d) everything about the UK). But it isn't me who stirs things up! I don't give a toss what he thinks about us, it's just that I choose not to spend any more time with him than is strictly necessary. If he were just my kitchen fitter, I'd pass a polite half hour with him over a cup of tea as he gradually ranged into casual racism, we'd tacitly accept that we come from different walks of life, that would be that. DH knows how I feel (cos I told him!) though we don't, of course, actually discuss it but I have made my feelings clear, reminding DH that BIL and I will experience conflict sooner or later therefore expressing my wish to keep our holiday contact in short bursts, not one long slog. Whilst appreciating the familial responsibility of spending time with BIL....
So you can imagine my feelings when our time with him went from being staying with him for 4 or 5 days (one horse town, 2 sons, really expensive holiday, remember!) plus him coming to Cairns with us to him NOW spending all 11 days of the BNE bit with us PLUS Cairns. 16 days out of the 21 of the whole holiday.
He wanted to spend 'a day' with us on the Gold Coast (4 hours south of one-horse-town) to go to a 'light horse' show (£62 a head, yawn) with us, OK fair enough- so why has DH booked for him to stay in the same hotel as us for all 4 nights - following last night's weekly Skype with him? (And incidentally, thus far, paid for it? BIL is rolling, given that he inherited the family home and has never had to support a family). I can imagine the scenario, BIL would have casually mentioned that he 'wouldn't mind some time on the GC' so suddenly, all 4 days.
Sorry for all that, rant over, but I just knew that DH would somehow allow BIL- or not succeed in preventing him!- to invade every area of this holiday. I was wondering why the normally taciturn DH was being very friendly and chatty with me this morning, now I know why! He knows how I would react when I saw the hotel booking on line when I came downstairs (long rant on MN?!
). Now I will have to fit in around BIL, keep the boys on a higher standard of behaviour both when bored in One-horse-town and when wanting to go to the theme parks on the Gold Coast, at our own pace.
Rather pissed off.