About 10.45pm, DP and I will head upstairs to get ready for bed.
DP has a long, luxurious sit-down wee while I brush my teeth and wash my face.
Then DP brushes his teeth and washes his face while I go and get the beds ready - cushions and throws moved, blinds drawn, lamp on.
Then we go back downstairs together and bribe the dog outside for a wee. Once she's wee-d, I carry her upstairs. I stand in the bathroom doorway holding her while DP does another wee and we both song her a song.
Then we go into our bedroom. I place the dog in the middle of the bed and get into the right handside of the bed. DP looks at himself in the mirror for a while and moans about how fat he is while I lie to him tell him he's not.
While he's doing this, the dog moves from her position in the middle of the bed onto DP's side.
Then DP does a playful argument with the dog which she loves. Eventually he shoves her over into the middle and gets into bed.
We chat for about half hour, DP goes for a final wee. Then we turn the lamp off.