Thumbs up!

So I came home from work tonight, having dropped the girly off at her ballet lesson, and Mr Strange Heaven was making dinner. All very nice. I like it when he's already worked out what we're going to eat. Except I seem to have taken him slightly by surprise mid chop of an onion and he sliced his thumb instead. Being the loving wife I am I dutifully cleaned it and dressed it. Only for it to need doing again half an hour and a previously clean shirt later. And it's got him out of the washing up!