HER diary reads:

He was in an odd mood this evening. I arrived 5 minutes late at the bar, though he didn't say that was the reason. The conversation was quite slow going, and he bought the first 2 rounds. I thought things weren't going too well so suggested we go somewhere more intimate for a talk. We went to a nice restaurant, but he was still a bit funny. I tried to cheer him up, but it didn't seem to make any difference. I asked him if the problem was me, but he said no. In the taxi back to the house, he was quite moody, and when I offered to pay for the taxi he was quite rude. I put my arms round him and said I loved him, but he just put his arm round me and said nothing. I did not know what to make of it, and got in a bit of a state and by the time we got to the house I thought he was going to dump me. When we got in to the house, he just sat and switched on the television. I tried to talk to him but he wasn't interested so I went to bed and sobbed for 10 minutes. He eventually came to bed and we made love. I was very worried this may be the last time. Cried myself to sleep. What will the morning bring ?

HIS diary reads:

Bad day at work. At least I got a shag.