MrsD has made sure she washed her favourite dress for work yesterday, wasn't finished drying so she hung it above one of the radiators downstairs.
This morning, I hear her get up as her alarm goes off in the morning but am only half awake..
She's back, ablutions complete..but I spot, through one bleary eye, she's only wearing underwear.
'Bye, have a good day' she says, leaning over and giving me the traditional kiss goodbye..
'You too, err..bye. One thing before you go'
'Yes'
'Um, you appear to have forgotten to get dressed?'
'Dick, I'm going downstairs for my dress'
'Ahh..just checking..'