Early lunch as residence of Mrs Payne positively unbearable. Insists on making own drinks and snacks and at every opportunity calls to ask where things are. In cases where no call is made, enter kitchen to find entire cupboards turned out to look for item, with explanation that "everything is in the wrong place".
Called other half to ask if she would be home early if possible, said
not in the slightest as frightfully busy. Asked if I would be a
darling and make dinner, from tinned mince, naturally. Said I thought
this awfully rough, but agreed all the same.