get your heads out of the gutter...
I mean the last few days DH has come in with a bit of the exhaust from his bike and asked me to hol dit while he either puts another smaller pipe in one end, or (normally a few minutes later after some swearing from teh garage) to hold it to take it out again.
I ahve no clue what I am doing or why.
He now has a grinder out and is grinding another bit of metal while I hold it. No clue why.
I did ask him to tell me but then my brain kicked in going 'lalalalalal I don't care lalalala'