TOO MUCH WATER

Laura Williamson , 39, from Bristol

Taking a deep breath in, I smelled the tropical aromas of a freshly run bath floating down the hallway followed by the roar of a football crowd.

Bristol City must be playing again, I thought to myself.

‘Enjoying yourself?’ I called out to my husband, Luke, 36.

‘Definitely,’ he replied.

After a long nine-hour shift on his feet working as a security guard for the Ministry of Defence, he’d wind down and watch the footie.

‘Sure you don’t need your back scrubbed?’ I teased.

‘Door’s locked,’ he laughed.

He made sure there was no way for me or any of our four rascals, Lia, 12, Evie, seven, Ava, six and two-year-old Jacob to come and disturb him in his 90 minutes of peace.

I got on with cooking dinner for the six of us.

After sitting down at the table, ready to tuck in, Luke turned to the kids with