Lives of the solvent and inconspicuous

In the middle of the living room ceiling here in Sheffield there's a light fitting with three bulbs.

Julia (pointing): "There's a lightbulb not working."

Douglas: "That wasn't working middle of last week."

Julia: "If you'd said, I could have done something about it."

Douglas: "Ah. I was worried that if I'd said, I'd have had to do something about it."

Julia: *Hard look*