that sorry, even though I insisted he apologise. I said my husband will make you apologise and he said he'd be around in a minute!'
I was so alarmed by this news, that the fact she'd called me her husband and the fathead knew where we lived didn't even register.
'Ummm ... how big is this guy?' I enquired nervously.
'Well, pretty big, but you know what they say, brains always beats brawn.'
Her faith in me was touching, but as they also say, this obviously being a day for banal proverbs, discretion is the better part of valour. So I ...