DH calls - at bathtime, natch - from the Benefit counter at Heathrow airport. "Do you want anything from here that you haven't already got - I've only got a couple of minutes battery left on my phone so be quick."
Cue DCs shouting "Daddy, daddy" and grabbing the phone and my mind going completely blank.
By the time I had grabbed the little catalogue, it was too late and he'd gone so I'll either get nowt or some really bizarre stuff
Mind you, it IS Benefit so what's the worst that can happen?