Well. A slight change of plan.
Due to my not being able to cope with another night on my own, I went to collect B from Liverpool last night after he finished work - which turned out to be just before midnight. We got home (with the two children asleep in the back of the car) in time to be in bed for about three in the morning. So to visit Kate and Vic we would have had to make another journey up there this afternoon, on approximately four hours sleep.
We decided not to go - and B rang Kate to tell her. Whereupon she had a go at him; all the usual, boring stuff. He ended the conversation fairly brusquely. And then she rang back. I was feeling pretty robust, so I answered. And found it in myself to tell her that B didn't really want to speak to her because he felt that she was pressurising us. I stayed really calm, whilst she had hysterics about how upset she was and how hurt she felt by it all.
She said "I was a real bitch to you Ally and I'm so sorry, I love you all and it's breaking my heart for us to be like this".
Neither B nor I expected THAT to happen.
But it has; and I feel very positive about it all. B feels very battered. But if it was a genuine apology - and I believe that in the moment she gave it at least, it was - then we can move forwards from here. So we have tentatively arranged to meet next Sunday afternoon. They are prepared to come here for a couple of hours. I think in a way we would prefer neutral ground; however, if they come here, we don't have to stir ourselves and they can play with the children.
For tonight, that is all. We are eating Tamworth sausage sandwiches whilst watching an Anime move called "The Castle of Calgliostro" and drinking our own apple wine.
Thank you, and goodnight.