Picked D up from gym and served up tea. The meal went with none of the usual disruptions. D started again when I was washing up.
"The kids are trying with you, why won't you accept them?"
"I have accepted them, its them who don't accept me". Then I mentioned the postcard. And the argument proceeded about that, and that M didn't write it like that on purpose. Its now 10pm, we've just watched Clone Wars on DVD - could have been quieter, but otherwise fine. D is no asleep and the kids are upstairs.
I'm waiting to see how long it takes for their holiday clothes to be unpacked. From Friday 2pm - no sign yet.