My friend is coming round this evening to help me with some NCT stuff, and give me a wee hand with the kids as my DH is in the states...(and I have a splint on my arm...)
I emailed her earlier this week to say that we have dinner at 6....she finishes at 5 and works about 25 mins away (in the rush hour).
She is still not here.
I'm delaying dinner.
I suspect she is ferrying her feckless and pointless boyfriend all over the county as he has just remembered he has cricket practise (he has this 3 times a week, lives out in the sticks, doesn't drive and refuses public transport)..and she'll be ferrying him their and her kids to her MIL's.
Who knows when she will arrive, and then when she will have to instantly elave to pick up feckless-wonder from said cricket practise...
I love her and she is wodnerful, but I just wish she could do something for herself once in a blue moon (this evening is as much a break for her as it is for me..) without having to pander to an eejit all the time..