Picture the scene.
Deaddei happily eating her breakfast this morning. Dh has the last of the weetabix and gets up to put the empty (large box of 48) in the recycling.
Then from behind me, shoves the box over my head.
Now it was a hell of a shock for a start, but he miscalculated the fact that my nose does stick out further than the rest of my face, and I now have a mark on the bridge of my nose.
Dh nearly wet himself.