Just got back from my friend's house.
Him and his wife are going through a divorce and she was calling around to share the possessions they collected together throughout the years. He asked me to be there to mediate the situation and for some moral support.
Everything was going smoothly.
She wanted the TV. My friend obliged as long as he could have the stereo system, which she agreed to.
After the sharing of the possessions of the living room and bedrooms, we moved on to the kitchen.
On the kitchen worktop was a box of eggs. "I'm having these" she said, aggressively. "No you are not" replied my friend "I bought those yesterday". She reached into the box, took out an egg and chucked it at my friend, catching him square in the face.
Well, that was it. He went to the fridge, took out a big tub of single cream and tipped it over her head. She retaliated by throwing a small bottle of vanilla essence at him. It was carnage, with milk and sugar going everywhere.
I left them to it.
I don't know why they can't talk it through like grown adults.
Instead, they are now involved in this messy custardy battle.