Yesterday I was all set to write about the Bear on a "too good to be true" note.

On Saturday, Jay, CC and I had been out for most of the day looking at houses, leaving Bear to look after the Whale. Actually, the only 'arrangements' I had made were to leave two cottage pies at the ready with instructions for using the microwave displayed on the board. Whale can make his own tea provided he has a good supply of water, milk, sugar and teabags as he has his own kettle within reach. Add to that a few biscuits, some fruit and a good book and he is quite happy for hours on end.

However, Bear went over and above the call of duty (or was he worried about using the microwave?) when he went out to buy sandwiches for lunch for both of them.

When we got back everything was peaceful and Bear did not appear to be sulking about me going out with Jay and CC.

In fact, it all seemed too calm, too reasonable and somehow not 'right'. It makes me sound paranoid but I was really expecting some sort of tantrum and it felt very odd when it didn't happen.

I found myself thinking "I should be grateful but this new attitude is almost more stressful than normality".

This dilemma was shortlived however, as after the evening meal the Bear turned nasty. He had a go about me not appearing enthusiatic enough in planning our outing by train. The problem is that Jay is having a painful injection in his foot (for a verruca) tomorrow and I wouldn't feel happy about going off if he is out of action. Of course, Jay had assured me that it wouldn't be a problem but mums worry, don't they?

Anyway, Bear didn't like the thought of waiting a few days and he also took the opportunity to have a dig about me going out with them and not him on Saturday.

It was just a few minutes of invective. His mood had changed again by the morning and he has been quite pleasant since.

It's just that I'm left in no doubt about his real feelings and so I'm waiting for his true colours to be displayed again at any time.