Something for the weekend?

This weekend features a rather large family gathering. Since it's at my father's house and my mother is not involved it will be more like this than this. At least that's the plan. Joining myself, the Other Half (no Small Person as the Ex is a selfish twat), Fifi Sis, her Other Half and the Minxes, Younger Sis and Unsuitable Terry and my father and stepmother will be Australia Sis and Controlling Husband. This is where it could get interesting. Controlling Husband is of the sort that demands a strict information filter on the part of Australia Sis, as evident in her reluctance to disclose that either Fifi or myself had new Other Halves following our respective marriage breakups last year. Quite how Fifi was supposed to conceal the existence of Smallest Minx during any subsequent get-togethers was the subject of much speculation. Australia Sis and Controlling Husband have been given the only spare room with more than one bed (even though it would be much better suited to, say, a couple and their two small children) as CH "doesn't like them to spend a night apart". I rather suspect that the presence in the house of not one but two scoundrels who have tempted wives from their marital bonds may have more to do with it - perhaps AS' moral welfare is thought to be at stake, what with the presumed-on-CH's-part midnight prowling and all. When AS visited on her own last year there were daily two hour phone calls from CH, in which he demanded step-by-step details of anyone she'd come into contact with that day as reassurance that her trip had not been an elaborate cover-up of her real intention to spend her holiday entertaining a succession of anonymous men in the Gatwick Travelodge. It's a bit of a worry. And this weekend is the first time that most of us will have met him, and I'm just not sure how it'll pan out.

And there had better be Pineapple Fridge Cake or I'm really going to sulk.