This is slightly weird and long so do forgive me and thanks in advance for reading.
My DH is best man to his best friend, let's call him Trevor. Trevor's df and my parents are having legal issues which has all become very nasty from their side. Even Trevor agrees with this btw.
So it's was Trevor's stag do yesterday and they all had a jolly time in the daytime. DH and Trev came back to our home (my dm had dd as I was going to sit round Trev's fiancées house and drink wine).
The boys went out and met up with everyone else.
Trev got really really drunk (standard) and needed to go home as he has been sick and had fallen over and cut his arm. The rest of the party we're say inside a curry house. The party included Trev's df, db and fil to be and bil to be.
The above all live in the same village, a 10 mins drive from where I live. Yet, I live a 10 minute walk from the curry house. My DH was starving and rather drunk (no being sick though) and suggested to all of the "village people" that someone takes Trev home. They all said no or ignores him. So DH walked him back to my house and rang on the way home. I was just about to get into bed myself and he asked me to get the first aid kit out as Trev had cut himself.
They walked in and DH allowed to Trev to plop himself on the sofa and lay there, I was in the kitchen at this point, routing around for plasters etc.
I told DH not to let him on the sofa as Trev was covered in blood on his arms and he had loads of make up on his face.
Anyway I suggested that DH calls Trev's dad to come and get on his way home and he just fannies about and really shouts at me and calls me names, tells me to stop interferring.
The upshot of it all is that they rang Trev's mum because would have needed to take the door off the latch and DH was really laughy jokey with her (she is vile and has been awful toward my family, my friend and her parents) DH says that he will get in the taxi with Trev and then come home again. About a £20 round trip. DH orders taxi and I suggest again in the meantime to try to get hold of his dad so he can swing buy ours and collect his ds. BTW Trev still lives at home with his parents.
Anyway DH finally managed to get hold of someone from the party and they confirmed they had all gone home now. Taxi didn't come for ages and just after it finally did arrive Trev's father rang my house and I answered. I haven't spoken to the man in 2 years and I really can't say what happened but he malice towards my family nearly caused an awful amount of harm.
If you really want to know I'll PM you if you ask but I can't say on here.
I wasn't rude to the man but I was chatty and polite either.
Anyway DH got home and did apologise for calling me names, nothing horrendous bit I certainly didn't deserve it.
He is so unpredictable when he drinks, he's either the life and soul or an argumentative arsehole.
I'm so pissed off!!!! Sorry for it being so long. Even if this isn't read it feels good to get it off my chest.