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I let Mrs Smith have a lie in this morning and just as I was leaving for work I popped into the bedroom and whispered in her ear "We're out of milk, the telly has packed in, Joe's got three varuka's and I've left half a dozen shirts out, love you byeeeeee"

Having escaped alive the rest of the day revolved around coffee, Jaffa Cakes, chat and a quick blip.

I've been allowed home and what's more there's spicy sausage pasta for tea with a glass of Merlot. Which will be nice.