Gav has a bad tooth. I’ve told him to go to bed as I am THE greatest nurse in the world and have X ZERO patience. I then got bored and decided to take the tree down. There is now a very large, oddly shaped zip up bag in the living room (containing said tree). Marni has just walked in, looked at the bag and said ‘er, where’s daddy?’ Like I know I’m bad but I’ve not murdered him!