What is it about evenings. After a fairly good day the shutters came down and everything went belly up. OH went up to go to bed 8.30 and by 10pm after being up and downstairs about 8 times he was still not in bed. I had a pile of ironing in the spare room where I do my ironing- and it’s disappeared! Will be a job tomorrow trying to find it- wardrobe, drawers, airing cupboard, washing basket- who knows!! It’s now about 10.30 and thankfully gone quiet. I have got more and more wound up. How does anyone else out there deal with this sort of problem?