I mean they've come to help with jobs and in fairness my dad does really help. But my mum will go home and tell everyone what a mess my house was and how she'd been a godsend when in reality, she's come, sat, upset the dc and drunk goodness knows how many cups of tea. I am inwardly screaming "go home" and yet feeling guilty that thus is how I feel. Ah well, just another hour til dh home!!!