Me....the whole bloody lot. On my own while dh went out for a run. He came home ten mins before it was due to be ditched up with me trying to cook gluten free option, normal option, vegi option while also trying to clean out the litter box as the cat just did a big shit I burnt the leeks.
Was screaming at him alternately to go and have a shower and to try and find the gf Yorkshire puddings.
He pulled this bloody stunt last year as well. I think he hates Xmas, he’s always in a foul mood.