You’ve always joked that you would be willing to be a homemaker for your boyfriend, because he’s just a good man. This joke tends to get a laugh from your mates, but Andrew always chuckles half-heartedly. He doesn’t find it funny. He never has, he respects you too much for you to be just his wife.

This all comes ahead one day, he’s come home, tried and stressed, he’s only got a few days at home before he’s back on tour. He’s stressed, so you make him his dinner when he gets home. And you joke about being a traditional wife, and he just snaps,

Andrew: “No! Stop making that feckin joke! I can’t with that joke! You’re too good to be a homemaker!… god…”