In article , Stephen Howard
writes
snip...

About a second later the light went on - and my wife was entertained
by the spectacle of a bleary-eyed, naked man holding up a hand with
the dripping remains of half a rancid marrow attached to it.

Her words?
'Please tell me this is a nightmare'.

The only reply I could think of was 'Well, there goes another dinner'.

A lovely garden produce tale. I've had a lot of fun imagining variations
on the 'words' which may have been used by other women faced with the
same scenario. :-))
--
Alan & Joan Gould - North Lincs.