He did it again. They did it again...

 After three hectic days of changing his mobile contractor, hubby decided that Boxing Day would be perfect to do the same with mine. He started early in the morning- number three had written a message that they had started early to get to our abode, and this family needs lunch at twelve exactly. The meat for roast beef weighed three kilo and took some time to get tender. Hubby did work on his PC all morning. I worked, too, but in the kitchen. Around lunchtime hubby had effectively shut me off the old account but could not get into the new one, while Elsa and Matthäus wreaked havoc in the house. At least lunch was ready at twelve. DiL was happily ignoring her husband's efforts to get her to the table- she was putting up Elsa's Christmas present and wanted to eat later. Elsa ate nothing at all. Number four decided to take an early train back to Graz- too much noise in our house. Number five wanted to go back to her flat in the evening, too. Son number three and his wife ate for two each then told us they had booked a table at a restaurant for early evening. Hubby and I were to babysit their offspring. Christmas spirit is a strange one in our family...