I came home from work today to find my wife pacing the kitchen.

When there is something wrong, her face always gives it away. Today, I got that dreadful feeling that I was in the dog house for something; it just wasn't obvious to me what I'd done.

Nothing new there, i thought.

"What's wrong?" I said to her warily. I have never liked seeing her in a mood like this. She can whither you with just one look if she wants.

She just stared at me sort of angry looking and at the same time she was wringing her hands nervously.

Her usually beautifully manicured and moisturised hands looking...