'I'm going to make sure I go first,' Husband said. 'I couldn't manage without you.'
'Nonsense, you can cook and you know where the washing-machine is.'
'I don't need you for the housework ...' Which is where he should have stopped but as inevitably as Monday follows Sunday he continued, 'You don't do any.'
I would have argued but I'd rather be blogging.
It's a good job we'd already agreed that we wouldn't send each other Valentine's cards this year. We've never done anything more exciting than cards anyway; Husband objects to the fact that everything goes up in price around Valentine's Day. (That and the fact he doesn't have more than one romantic bone in his body.)
'I can buy you flowers another time.'
'Yes, but you don't.'
'No, but I often think about buying you flowers.'