Many years ago, in the earlier days of what proved to be a ten year "horror movie" marriage, my then wife had a simple formula which she applied to everything I bought. What ever it cost, she was allowed to spend triple of my money on anything she wanted.
One day my mate Pete offered to build me a Commando. We calculated it out as going to cost around $12000. My wife got wind of it (she was extremely good at eve's dropping, and the three times table) and said fine, that will equal a swimming pool for me.
That was a very very expensive Commando! But it was a beautiful bike which nearly survived the full length of a miserable and unhappy marriage.
Also around that time, I received a phone call from an insurance company who were apparently selling insurance to cover the sudden loss of your spouse due death. My mind began to race with excitement!
Do you have children sir?
I certainly do.
Do you know the cost of employing a full time nanny come house manager should your wife suddenly die?
Now I'm really getting interested!
I have no idea what it would cost, how much?
Sir, it could cost you as much as $40,000 per annum!!
I was incredulous, Where the hell would I get one? I demanded to know.
I beg your pardon sir?
I said where the hell do I get one?? And who kills the wife??
This bitch is currently costing me twice that!!
The insurance man excused himself and hung up, pity that, he was about to save me a lot of money!!
Pete could have built me another three Nortons, per year, and I would still be in front!