The wife shouted at me the other day: "We never talk, we live like strangers in the same house. All you do is watch your stupid rugby on TV and drink your damn beer! You show absolutely zero interest in me!" I said "That's not true honey, I know you well, I love you!" Rather unexpectedly (and regrettably for me), she said "OK then, how about a little test? What's my favourite flower?" I really tried hard. I sat. I thought as much as I could. After a few more seconds, and with her standing hands on hips, and with her eyebrows raised, I muttered " Self-Raising, isn't it?"