@BinkyBeaufort yes, I suppose in hindsight it was a test. When I told him parents evening was coming up, he didn't say a word about this concert. So he had all that time to think about what to do, and he chose to go to the concert and not say a word about it til it was too late and he was on his way there. He made his choice. He goes to a lot of gigs, maybe about 15-20 this year, so it's nothing new. But normally he just goes off and I juggle whatever I have to juggle. I'm used to it. But this time he knew exactly what he would be missing if he chose to go and do his own thing, and he went.
@PermanentTemporary I'm very sorry for your loss, it sounds like he was a great dad x
So here I am going to bed at midnight after working all day, taking eldest to school as there is a bus strike, coming home from work at lunch break to take youngest to his grandma's as he was poorly today, food shopping after work, back to my mum's to pick youngest up, home to make tea and do all the evening jobs, play football out in the street with youngest to see if a bit of fresh air would perk him up, bit of piano practice with eldest, make snacks......all while DH lounges on the sofa in his dressing gown having been off work today following his trip away. He got home at 7am and has been pretty much lying down all day, apart from he went upstairs for an hour while me and the kids watched Race Across The World. He hasn't had a shower or anything. He's just a strange man. And lo, he has booked a holiday for us all in a couple of weeks as if everything is fine. Two nights in a caravan and all is forgiven??? I seriously think that is what is in his head. Despite the fact I have told him on several occasions how unhappy I am. Anyway, this has turned into a rant. A very unnecessary rant, but at least I've got it out of my system and can go to sleep now. Hopefully he'll stay downstairs all night.