Blimey... I'd hang on to her.

So what you are actually telling us is... "Darling? I have to wear my kilt tonight. Hayelp?"

Don't worry about it, my Mrs keeps me straight too and she's Turkish but with excellent taste. It's the refined taste that counts if you're not following the absolutely tradtional directive.

If you see pictures of me dressed immaculately, it's my wife's influence. If you see pictures of me looking like a lemon, it's me.