Came home this evening, 'Good evening my good wife and beautiful children, how wa....'
Wait a minute, what's that smell? It smells like..... Squadron Leader! Cripes. Someone in my family is smoking my Squadron Leader! What the heck! Has my 11 year old son taken to the briar? Has my wife joined me in my gentlemans' pursuit? Worse, has my 8 year old daughter discovered my 'baccy cellar?
Nope, my Mrs is cooking fajitas.
Weird. Just weird.