Peeling some spuds for dinner phone rings.
"Darling can you go to my diary and check the back of it please" says hubby when I eventually pick up the phone.
"Ok what am I looking for?" says I
"Just tell me what is written on the last page" he says.
Ok so here goes, a lot of numbers with £ signs in front of them (don't get excited not that much unfortunately) and a couple of notes about 2 and 3 bedroom houses.
"Are you moving out" I ask sweetly afterall I need to know when to pack his bags for him don't I, I don't want him to leave anything behind.
"No, that is just a rough idea of what I have to charge to rewire them" he says. "thanks I will be home soon"
Peace will be shattered then, thanks for letting me know.

