It's a bank holiday, kids are all in bed sooooo what shall we eat says my wonderful DH.
I have beautiful soft rolls in the cupboard, bacon in the fridge and eggs....voila! Prefect evening meal. DH says he'll make them and I should go and relax in the bath, brilliant. So off I go. A short while later he comes into the bathroom and asks if we have any bread? I say no, I bought rolls for a change.
He gives me the most horrified look and asks 'what will I put my bacon in?'
My response, 'the rolls' to which he responds with that is beyond weird, it needs to be a bacon and egg sandwich in bread!
Whaaaaaat!? No it doesn't!!!!
Is it a LTB moment?? 