Dateline Wednesday 4 June 2008 20 59 BST
Man: Deep breath, I’ve had a glass of cider and a weak doobie (on a school night!) and I’ve decided to
Woman: What are you doing?
Man: Writing my blog
Woman: Oh Jesus, here we go – you you you ! Nobody wants to hear your self obsessed drivel, wise up ferchrisssakes!
Man: Just background material, my friends may want to know what I’ve
Woman: Friends? Friends? They’re names on a screen, penpals
Man: to you perhaps. To me however, they are as valuable, perhaps more so, than my associates in the corporeal world
Woman: therein lies your problem
Man: Look give me some peace. I don’t bother you when you’re doing the laundry
Woman: we agreed you would not bring the internet back into this house
Man: we had a set-to, hardly an agreement, besides “this house” as you put it needs to be connected
Woman: yeah, to the fucking social work department
Man: Anyway, I met Ayres in real life
Woman: you said he was odd
Man: I never!
Woman: You said he looked at you funny
Man: He did as well. He definitely doesn’t believe I’m a doctor
Woman: I don’t believe you’re a fucking doctor any more either
Man: Right, anyway, thanks for the pep talk darling, I’ll mention you to all my friends around the world