Nah! He unpacked presents (I got a pashmina from his visit to China, and some nice fancy teas), had a cup of coffee, didn't go off at me for the walls knocked out and the new kitchen I had ordered in his absence, and announced he was knackered. Then he lugged his baggage (NOT me, you lot) upstairs. I told him I was off to the Jug anyway and he was at the front door almost before me! He's always ready for a beer when he arrives, and if there's time for the Jug...

Andrea