The parent-in-laws are supposed to be coming for lunch on their way back from a week's holiday. I have been working all week, so spent last night getting the house up to MIL standards...
I have been up since8am making a lovely lunch ,as we don't often see them and making a beautiful cake.
They have just rung to say ''Father-in-law is feeling a bit coldy so we're just bobbing in for a cuppa, please don't go to any bother, we won't be staying for lunch...''
Mind you, FIL's head is too fat to fit up arse of a chicken. It would require excessive force, mmmwah ha ha.