...and then comes in at 7.20, it is perfectly acceptable for me to be a bit pissed off and say so?
He just lost it with me because I decided to say I would have appreciated a phonecall and wondered at what point I should start to worry. Because he'd done the shopping I was being ungrateful blah blah...
Hmm. If I go out near teatime or bedtime (we have two younger kids, one of whom needed BF and cuddling to sleep, the other - 3 - basically had to sit in front of the TV with a bowl of cereal while I did this) then I wouldn't take 3.5-4 hours, whatever I was buying and whichever kid I have in tow. And if it did look like I was going to be that long, I'd either call or be VERY apologetic when I got back. From the bleeding supermarket. How hard can it be?