Me: I'm hot!
Rod: I've bought some ice. Let me get you a chilled cloth.
Husband comes back with chilled 'cloth'; dabs my face, then my head. So I'm thinking what a lovely husband. When the chilled 'cloth' warms to room temperature I take it off my head.
Me: Rod! Bloody hell. Why did you use a pair of your y-fronts?!
Rod: I couldn't find a cloth.
I have a feeling that I may have married Mr Bean. No, that's a lie. I have married Mr Bean.
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