At a gig, I saw a guy chatting to her, and I thought "Ok. You can talk to her. But she's my girlfriend." So (in my head, this was my thinking) to save him embarassment, I thought I would subtley put my arm around Mrs Eddache, thus showing a little sign that we were a couple and he should reassess his intentions. Turned out my hint was about as subtle as a sledgehammer to the face. Still we all ended up chatting and he seemed like a nice fellow who may have been simply looking for a chat. Mrs Eddache doesn't let me forget that and revels in the fact I got a bit possessive.
I embarassed myself later by forgetting the name of my favourite song by the band we were about to see.
(, Fri 5 Jun 2009, 16:53, archived)