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I'm frantically trying to think of something......

Garage door. In the evening around dinner time when I'm just about to serve up, I shout from the front window to P (and the rest of the neighbourhood, knowing my voice) dinner's ready. I wait, and I wait, quietly seething, why can't the silly beggar come when he's called. I've gone to the trouble of getting the meal ready at the agreed time and himself can't be @rsed to get indoors at that time. Eventually, just before I'm planning to stump down to garage to give him an ultimatum, I hear the garage door close and all is forgiven as he turns up. Before you suggest it, I've tried calling earlier than normal, it doesn't work, he seems to have a radar that tells him when I'm about to go ballistic.