Having moved to the sofa last night, so we could sleep without wind noise, we simply heaped the covers and pillows back on the bed today.
The problem is that now neither of us wants to re-make the bed, because it will be a hassle. A subtle war of wills has ensued.
However one of us, naming no names, has resorted to lightly batting the other with a copy of "The Subjection of Women" in an attempt to compel their wife into doing this domestic duty.
Oh, the irony.