He’s present but far from correct

“I’ve realised my behaviour totally changes when you’re around,” husband says as I lie virtually comatose with exhaustion from present wrapping and RSI in my teeth from tearing sticky tape. “Yeh?” I smile. “Yeh, cos if you weren’t here I’d have to just get on and buy all the presents and wrap them and sort the food and all that. Men would just do that if there weren’t women around.” “Yeh,” I sigh. “Funny isn’t it?” he says returning his gaze to the iPad.

“Yeh”, I snored. “Hilarious”.