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Well....what a surprise I got this evening!

I spent the day with D17 at an out of town cross-country course. It was state champs and she did great.

Got a call from XH while we were there.

After weeks of no calls whatsoever, he rings my mobile to ask if he can pick up his golf clubs. Is in a big hurry to have them. I tell him to come by at 5pm.

He asks where i am - he can hear sports announcements on loud speaker in the background. When i tell him that D17 is running, he is shirty: "You could have told me".

Thought to myself: Well, yes, i suppose i could have. But it's no longer up to me to organise your social life with your children.

Anyway, he comes by the house at 5.15pm. First time in months.

Walks in, kneels down to fondle the dogs and before i could walk past him to get to another room, says: "Would you and the kids like to go out for dinner? We could get pizza."

The moment is etched in my memory.

I picked my jaw of the floor and said Yes.

This, after months and months of refusing to go anywhere with us or even come to the house.

He hasn't even seen the kids for a month or more. The last time I saw him was at our D hearing - and then he took me out to lunch straight after.

Can someone hazard a guess as to what's going on?

We went out to dinner in the restaurant where you have to sit on the pavement where everyone in the village can see you. The one where all the staff, including the owner, know him and us as well (and where he takes OW I would imagine).

He was nice all night and really proud of his new (!!!!!!!) business. He now has a mining company and says it's going to make him a lot of money. Showed us pics of the mine site and gave a spiel about how it he's going to save the environment. Begged the kids to come up to the site with him (5-hr drive away) so they can see it "before' he starts to work on it. Then they can be proud of what he does when he gets his business going. (Sad, isn't it?)

Took us from here to the ice-cream place that we used to frequent as a family and bought us all gelati.

Got out of the car and walked us back to the door when he dropped us home.

Didn't bother to collect his golf clubs. Says he'll come back on the weekend to get them.

Perhaps I just dreamed it all and have gone completely mad.