My bosses are married. To each other, I mean. They're off visiting Boss MJ's parents in Spain, with their two kids in tow, so they kind of have to go together. *eg* I think when they get back and discover that we've all spent three weeks skiving off, they'll resolve not to go on holiday ever again, but until then.. Well, let's just say I think there are plans afoot to go back to their house for lunch, and then to go swimming in their pool tomorrow. Uhuh. We are Bad. Not me, others, obviously. I don't swim, for one thing.