H's Dad called this morning to see if I was ok. I'd cried on the phone to his mum last night (unintentionally) and was quite harsh about H which I'm not normally. FiL asked if I was ok, and said for what its worth they think H has done the wrong thing. That he was really stupid for going, even more stupid for going even though he'd missed the flight, and they had told him so - and will continue to do so.
H called this evening. He seemed completely surprised that I was still anoyed with him! He called to say good night to the boys, but it was an hour past their bedtime (last I heard they didn't have a time difference in Ireland!), I told him he couldn't speak to the boys, he asked if I'd had a nice day, how i was feeling. I was rather curt with him, and then just said hope you're having a good time.
He said that it wasn't about having a good time....??!! What the F is it about then? Why did he go if he didn't want to have a good time?? Am I missing something??
Childishly I hung up in the end. He started having a go about stuff and I just said see you when you get back, and put the phone down.
On a more positive note though, my cold seems marginally better, and I've had a lovely afternoon with Mum and the boys at the Cotswold Wildlife Park! x
This isn't flying, its falling - with style