My daughter brought me a banana in this morning - she put it in front of her mouth and said "look mummy, what a lovely big smile I have this morning".
I am blessed not to be married to the man I heard shouting at his wife in the supermarket this morning because "she lies through her teeth about how much she pays for onions". Yes. Really. I wanted to scoop her up and take her home. I am not sure I'll ever slice an onion without seeing her face.
Richard is home.