Prepare to have your ugly faces punched to custard by...

THE CRUNCH!



Hubs doesn't actually have that rakish facial hair, BTW, but I like to think that if he were to become a Superhuman Jedi Knight, he would do.

Have to share this exchange from last night when we should both have been sleeping:

Hubs:I need to think of something to get my Mum for Mother's Day.
Me: Yeah, me too.
Hubs: I was thinking of getting her a load of cheese.
Me: It *is* her only vice... apart from all the chocolate and alcohol.
Hubs: I think she'd like that. Not as her main present, just as an extra, you know, in the same way that I'd be really chuffed if anybody gave me a Battenburg.
Me: *gets the giggles*
-pause-
Hubs: They'd giftwrap cheese, wouldn't they? They'd giftwrap anything.
Me: Maybe you can just get her a Stilton wheel and put it in a hatbox.
-pause-
Hubs: I'm not sure whether to get her a big block of cheddar or a selection of little cheeses... you know, a Babybell, a tube of Primula... couple of cheese slices... so she can pick and choose.
Me: *dies*