The storm hit last night about midnight. I was still up watching tv. Dh had gone to bed about an hour earlier.
Anyway, he appeared in the living room with a sleeping bag and asked me to turn the tv off because it was late. I said why don't you sleep on the airbed (we had one pre-prepared in ds's room).
He said, it's late I've got to get up for work tomorrow, so I repeated, well go and sleep on the airbed then. So he angrily grabbed his sleeping bag and stormed out of the room, shouting You fucking selfish cow, and slammed the door behind him as hard as he could 
He was obviously expecting me to stop watching my programme, and go up to sleep on the airbed so he could sleep on the sofa. I didn't see any reason why I should.
Who was BU?