From Fitzroy's Private Diary (Extract 113)

Not many people know I have been married twice.

This includes my current wife, who is completely unaware of her predecessor, and long may it stay that way, or I shall really be in domestic hot water. I would rather face an enemy agent naked with only a toothpick (silver of course) to defend myself than face my angry spouse.

Damn it! Why do I only fall in love with the more dangerous of the female species? Oh, that I could have found contentment with a quiet, loving dove of a wife, who warms my slippers every night and heeds my every command.

Actually, no, strike that very thought. Even contemplating such a dull life-mate makes me quite nauseous.