DH was reading my blog last night while I was getting ready for choir practice. "Click on the link," I said, "so you'll know what the book looks like".
So he did. "Oh! That book."
"What do you mean: 'That book'?" I demanded.
"Nothing," innocent voice. "It looks familiar, that's all."
I go upstairs to brush my teeth. Three minutes later, I return to the lounge and a certain book is lying innocently on the couch. Guess who had "tidied" it away?