Son has been on holiday this week due to half-term holidays.
This Sunday - yesterday - I took our son to football, arranged lunch, cooked in the evening for part of the week, got dinner together, watched some football on TV with our son.
She mainly faffed about all day - admittedly booked up a holiday to Spain (!) and did some clothes washing and drying.
She talked about a trip up to Manchester for a special treat for our son - to visit Manchester United's training ground - but then got down to doing it just as we were settling down to watch a show at 9 pm.
Then - this is Sunday evening, when there has been no school for a week - she starts to iron our son's clothes for the next morning; I had of course offered but been declined.
Really? A whole week and everything has to be on Sunday evening after 10 pm??? Of course, old receipts all over the floor in the study continues. As I've said repeatedly in the past, it is not the actions, it is the hypocrisy.
She is now coming out with things like, 'I don't like change' when for months and months she agitated for our son to change school precisely FOR a change!
She speaks admiringly of her brother - rightly so - about how he does not take himself seriously despite being very successful. Look in the mirror, please!
On the 'good' side, she and our son seem to be getting on better. All three met up in the centre of town for dinner and came back on the train. On the walk home, he stayed with me a while and then caught up his mum for the rest of the journey - this would not have happened before.
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