“It was by far the single worst thing I’ve seen in all my life” I say as I leave the theatre with my wife.

She says “are you kidding, that film was so good I want to see it twice, perhaps I may even fork out to see it thrice!”

I ask if she’s joking, she says “I’m not” that leaves me choking and in quite the spot.

“What was it about it you liked so little?” I tell her “it was supposed to be a comedy, but I couldn’t even tittle.”

“You’re not funny that’s why” she says really sly. “How dare you!” I joke in my funny reply.

“In all serious though” I take her hand in mine “I’m glad you enjoyed it and had a good time.”

She looks up at me and into my eyes, she smiles as she places a hand on my thigh. “I know you didn’t enjoy the film as much as I did, but I have another fun thing in mind at home … if you want to try it?”

I swoop her up in my arms and lift her high, I run to the car and wish I could fly.

“I love you” she laughs as I place her in her seat, it makes me blush and I look down at my feet. “I love you the most” I respond “I can’t wait for my treat.”