When Dan and I visited my Dad at the weekend (where he mentioned that he'd been in hospital, but hadn't bothered letting us know at the time because 'it was only a mild heart attack') he asked if I could check the divorce date with Mum because he needed it for a pension document. So when we saw Mother last night I dutifully asked. Mother's just became unemployed once more after an altercation at work where she swore at a pregnant woman, and she really hates not working so she said that she'd look it up, and phone Dad herself to let him know.
The upshot of all this is that my father is taking my mother out to lunch on Monday.
It's all very weird.