not sure if they were shepherding visits, but when my mum used to have one of her screaming abdabs at my dad she used to call them out late night in the middle of the row. usually when she was threatening to leave.
the elders would come round and do whatever they do, while i'd be upstairs half wishing she'd leave, then back tracking hoping she wouldnt cos i'd have to go with her.
it could be his going down the pub that triggered it, or potato dust from him weighing his potatoes in the kitchen,the fact he never aspired to be an elder whatever, dont suppose for one minute she mentioned her skimming his takings which is why the poor sod could never work out why his books didnt balance but hey ho.
my dad never said anything about it, tho eventually he did go out and buy her a suitcase big enough to fit two bodies in with wheels on 'so she wouldnt strain her back'