to go and collect our 2 sons from my good friend who has collected them from school , fed them, and took them to school for me this morning (I am struck down with chest infection and other things)straight Away when he gets in rather than.....
.....going into the kitchen and making himself, I repeat HIMSELF a giant bowl of pasta 'because he hasn't had a hot meal since Sunday'
Our daughter is in her room tidying it up, he didn't even ask her if she wanted any!!!! Or me!!! He's not normally a prat but for heavens sake.
I must be feeling better because I am hacked off.