Yes, where is Cremo??
Rose, you are a much better person than me. I would have bitten your MIL's head off and asked "Why SHOULDN"T he be upset with you? Perhaps you would like to explain...?"
I settled down to a nice Sunday evening of Call The Midwife and The Casual Vacancy. DD2 was the first caller - she had forgotten her hairbrush, and what was she going to do? Suggested she borrowed one and ordered one from Amazon to arrive on Tueaday, but this was Not Good Enough. Got a bit terse with her, as we have five (5, v) of her hairbrushes here, and she has always been told to leave one at school and one at home. She also forgot her Oyster card this weekend. So I got Little Miss Shouty off the phone and then DD1 called, saying she needed help with her essay (nothing like leaving homework to the last minute), it was Much Too Difficult, she had Never Been Told How to Structure an Essay and Why Couldn't She Be a Cat? Looked at essay, not too bad, suggested some ways of restructuring and improving it and ignored wails of Can't You Do It For Me?
By this time, we were half way through The Casual Vacancy, and there was a tap, tap, tapping on the front door. I knew it would be our neighbour, who has dementia, and robustly ignored it (he had already been down twice with his tales of woe of Someone Is Breaking In and Moving All My Stuff About and Someone Is Stealing My Post). I couldn't face it, so I just turned up the telly and let him tap away for about 40 minutes before he gave up and went back to his flat. So now I have to watch The Casual Vacancy tonight on catch up. And before anyone thinks I was harsh with the neighbour, he taps on the door at least twice a day, and when I leave the flat, he is invariably waiting for me on the landing. It has reached the point where I am going to work early to avoid him and not working from home one day a week as I never get anything done if I answer the door to him.