"Paper2002AD" wrote in message
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Sorry Mary - put it down to my own bitter experiences.

Me, creeping in at 2AM, after failing to miss the blatant sqeak on stair
number
seven - '****!'

I suggest learning to count ...

Her, on awakening when I enter the bedroom, 'What time is it?'

Me, lying through my teeth, 'Quarter to twelve love.'

Her, ' 'Night then.'

Me, ' 'night love.'

Glad you're not mine.

But I suppose you are too :-)

Mary