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3:17pm on Friday, 14th August, 2015:
Every time I give my wife a piece of A4 paper to look at, she folds it in half. It doesn't matter what's written on it, she folds it it half. It doesn't matter how important it is, she folds it in half. EVERY TIME, SHE FOLDS IT IN HALF. It could be the last piece of university-headed notepaper I have, she folds it in half. It could be a letter I'm about to send to my accountant, she folds it in half. It could be a map — a MAP — she folds it in half.
When I point out in dismay that she's just folded something in half that I didn't want folding in half, she just laughs.
Augh! It didn't say on the tin she'd do that when I married her.
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