another three cheers for your wonderful dh!
book glad dd is ok! sorry to hear about petty dxgf who sounds like she's terrified of you and trying to play it cool.
Well, my dh got home and immediately sent me to have a bath with about a pint of wine, and by the time I got out, he had 'dispatched' the two infected hens and was trying to set their coop on fire. As it is under a tree I suggested, naked hanging out the bedroom window (post bath) that the great pyre might wait until tomorrow. Had lie in until nine am, got up, watched dh set fire to the infested coop, and took the two boys into town for some cinema action and a burger. Felt more human and calm. Just discovered the chicken mites were all over the chicken grain bag in the the shed So now, with two dead hens and a burnt coop, realised the mites were grain mites not chicken mites (??!?!?!?) fuck me. Anyhow, feeling calmer and now about to buy a plastic hen house online.
Never had that cigarette, feel pleased about that.