A man in his fifties at a bus stop decided to have a conversation with me. He told me he had been at school with my daughter. He had obviously spent most of the morning in the pub, and started to tell me how much he loved women (a bit like people who say they love dogs). He said the secret to pleasing a woman was to praise her, agree with everything she said, and give her everything she wanted. BUT - the important thing that you had to remember was that women like to be put in their place now and then ...

It obviously hadn't worked for him.

I decided to walk home instead of waiting for the bus.