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Last month H's son emailed us to say he would be coming over for Christmas from Indonesia, giving the date (30th November flight) and that he may need a bed to sleep in. Email goes on to say if we want to get away anywhere, he'd be happy to house/dog sit for us. Lovely. We'll take dds out of school then, thanks very much.
Feeling all bitter and twisted about this because although H emailed his son on Monday, asking if he could pick him up from Heathrow, I still don't know if he's turning up on Sunday or not.
While being quite a likeable person, my annoyance is further coloured by the fact that yesterday H proudly told my mum 'He doesn't like Christmas and he doesn't like children'.
AIBU in thinking - if it had been one of my friends who had left us not knowing where we stand vis a vis his arrival/staying/length of stay, H would have had a dickky fit, and that his son, who's 45, should have the manners/wherewithall to let us know?