Mr X was under strict instructions to fizz and dazzle and as he had been excessively grumpy Friday night I could negotiate hard. I was going to cook, a rare occurrence, which perhaps surprised, even perturbed, Fiona. Since I would be focused completely on ingredients and menus it was down to Him to entertain. Big relief - Mr X took to Mr R especially after he discovered that Russell had spent the day with The Saturdays who nobody else had heard of except my 9 year old ......and Mr X. How predictable! Suffice to say this was enough to impress and we had a lovely weekend. Russell even offered to install our new dishwasher which had been sitting in the cloakroom for months. Huge brownie points. Mr X didn't even try to flex his muscles - Russell’s were far bigger! Any way London survived coming to Grantham and allegedly survived my cooking.
Oh and Fiona I will get to the post office Monday to return the ring. After the wellies scenario you might be worried!