Something strange is going on. I came home from work, collected the kids and arrived home at 4pm. Expecting the normal re-enactment of World War Two to begin as soon as I put the key in the door I was pleasantly surprised to find that we managed to get in the door, remove coats and shoes all without needing to raise my voice. Now that is a first.
Better still, I proceeded to cook the tea and clear up the pots totally uninterrupted. In fact, I had to keep popping my head round the door firstly to check that they were actually still there and secondly to check that they weren't up to no good. I can report I found nothing untoward. They have both sat, together, playing nicely, all night
I'm under no illusion that it will last It's simply to good to be true. This is the pair that normally can't stand the sight of each and fight like cat and dog from waking up to going to bed. How I wish it could be like this everyday.