Husbands who do any of the following while their wives are ill:

• take care of their daughters all weekend
• empty large quantities of compost into the compost heap despite swarms of wasps
• walk dogs
• rub their sick wives backs in the wee hours of the morning when the wives are racked with coughing spasms
• cook
• hang out laundry
• bring in laundry
• walk dogs
• tuck their wives into bed with a heating blanket and a cup of juice
• manage the general chaos that is life

are wonderful, kind creatures deserving of public praise. Husbands who do all of the above are gems. I count myself lucky to be married to the latter.
Thanks, John.