H got back at 5.15, to take dd2 to her 'evening' Christmas Nativity. Anyway dd2 didn't want to go (and I had seen it this am) so we didn't force her. He walked in, said 'Supper's not ready, shall I put yours on?'. I said no, we've got to get the children organised first (bath, etc) and do you know what??? He's bloody well put himself to bed. Well, if I could get a night off for having a sore eye and a cold that would be a different matter. Am SOOOOOOO cross. Rant over.XX BTW, they both had theirs at 1.00 and 2.00, so I'd seen them but he hadn't