I was sitting across the dining table from DH chatting and I was playing with a rather large and sturdy rubber band (as you do!) and accidently let it fly. It hit his left ear lobe and honestly you would have though I'd shot him. Jumped up from his chair yelping in pain (give the man an Oscar) and has been in a huff for the last hour. So I have decided to leave him alone for a while. Phew...some people!
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) I hope you managed to stifle your giggles.
It's not what you're thinking. More on the lines of plucking out a Denis Healey eyebrow hair, or him getting in the way when I'm swatting a fly. Not a Victoria Wood hostess trolley moment!
