"Date pudding I made for him, and what do you think he did, he spent half the night at Miss Trudy's, and you know what goes on at her place, so well, he was a stinkin', droolin' mess when he got home at four in the mornin', and I said to Dolly O'Rourke, I did, I said, 'If that man comes home late one more night, I'm leavin' him for good,' and it's true, because that I am, as God is my witness, because I've taken just about all a person can take after fifteen years--fifteen years, that's a third o' me life, and why should I spend the next fifteen cookin' and sweepin' up and lookin' after a waste of space who comes home pickled and won't even help me wash the dishes, I ask you, do you think that's fair, and is there anybody in this world who would think it was fair, 'cos women weren't put on this earth to tend after men every minute of the night and day, like they were the King of Roosia, which they definitely are not, so that's the way I feel, and now I've got some cleanin' up to do after the bleeder came home rough as a badger's arse and threw up all over the bedroom--the bedroom, mind you, not just the loo, but the whole bedroom, and all right, I'll let you go now, I know you have work to do, too, Dearie."