This evening I've had a blazing row with the other half, which started silly.
And ended in him throwing a kettle, and saucepan in my direction. After I asked him to leave for the night to give me some breathing space, he refused saying if he was leaving he'd take DS's bed.
He has since calmed down and says he acts this way because I make him. I'm currently hiding in my room, listening to the kids play to scared to go out.