After thinking that we were going out for Christmas lunch ('d'h's idea) he's now decided that he doesn't want to go out 'cos we'll have to walk to the restaurant (we don't drive & he won't spring for a taxi). So now I've been informed (last night) that his parents are coming here for lunch instead & I have nothing, nothing, organised.
So guess who's going to be doing all the cooking, washing up & general dogsbodying