Everything went wrong from the moment James rang and said he had a problem with his car and needs to borrow mine for the weekend.
Not that I mind helping out, but I had planned to go out tomorrow and can't do that now.
Then we had a frustrating daughter-related incident, Rose had poop-explosions all over the place, Charles got in a mood and I dropped a cake on the floor.
James probably wishes he hadn't bothered coming round as it certainly wasn't a relaxed atmosphere in THIS house.
Sorry Jim!

Thank Christ for that...I was getting worried.
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