“Oh my word, why am I so peckish all the time? We’ve got an egg, three bits of chocolate,” says Paddy, glaring into the fridge.
He asks his wife if she has any suggestions, to which she abruptly replies: “Supermarket, your turn.”
“Maybe, or maybe I’m about to make omelette history,” jokes Paddy but Chas remains persistent, adding: “Either way, you need to go shopping because I’m just about to run out of mascara.”
However, Paddy reminds his wife make up is “non-essential,” but she quickly quips back, remarking: “Says the man who stockpiled strawberry laces.”