"If that happens one more time, I'm gonna leave it off."

My watch is annoying me. In the hot weather, either my wrist exapnds or my watch strap shrinks. The clasp on my watch is straining more than Michelle McManus' corset. It is a push and click shut strap on mine, like you only find on Argos' most expensively priced £19.99 items. I have done it up but it pops open again.

"Argh! I'm leaving it here." I put it down on the side of the sofa and go and help dish out tea. We are going to the cinema. We sit on the sofa and eat our Lasagne. It is not quite as burnt as I like it, the cheese is still runny.

"What time is it? My watch is on your side of the sofa" I ask, after using my last bit of garlic bread to mop up the runny cheese. "Its 6:28" came the reply. We have plenty of time. Batman Begins begins at 7:30. We start eating cherries. Since there is no gentlemanly way to get rid of cherry stones I have to excuse myself every two seconds to go to the bathroom.

"What time is it now? Do we have time for coffee?"

"We always have time for coffee. Hmm, that's strange its still 6:28."

"You're not reading the digital display are you? Because that's the date."

Its 7:45 and we've missed the movie. So we have time for coffee.