Fork Off

I have a thing for cutlery. It's like a naughty obsession, a dirty secret. I can browse for hours through mounds of silverware and never tire of it. My husband is very tolerant of me - as I stood picking through the cutlery for in excess of 15 minutes. I told him how much I appreciated his humouring my obsession.

"I don't mind" he said.... "I know you'll buy me cake to apologise..."

We went to the tea shop, and I forgot to buy him cake. I'm surprised he didn't tell me to "Fork Off"

Think I need to get baking this week for him.