I had Porridge for my brekky, Bev has seen me make it hundreds of times, she came down & said “I think I’ll have porridge” she came in the room with a bowl of porridge & started eating it, after a few spoons she said, “I can’t eat this it’s like wallpaper paste” I asked if she’d put honey on it, she hadn’t I asked if shed done it on a low heat, she looked at me mouth agape “you never said to heat it” she had just put the oats in a bowl & mixed cold water in. much to Bev’s displeasure I am still laughing.