Take it like a Man

Well, it is not always that clear who is to blame, but then once you marry her it becomes quite clear that it is all your fault – whatever it is.

This is quite logical really, quite sensible and goes a long way towards why philosophers have often been single men and – consequently – never realised that it is their fault that the world is contracted thus.

However, if you are wise you never mention these things again and just accept the fact that this is the way the world is, because if it wasn’t then that too would – somehow – be your fault as well and there would be nothing you could do about that either.

Hence the old expression: take it like a man.

Because that is what you are and it is – therefore – your fault and you have no alternative but to take it, or at least leave it at the back of the shed and hope she doesn’t – on her infrequent forays hence – notice that you have not done whatever it was that you promised you would do with the item that has suddenly become evil in her sight and therefore needs to be cast out to the dankest, darkest regions of the local tip – or recycling point, as those with bright official tabards now insist upon calling it.

Still, anything for a quiet life, that’s what I always say… only not when she is within earshot.