Finally – here’s the answer.
But to appreciate it, I’d better give you some context.
You have to imagine that your partner has arrived home with a new dress. Or has maybe dug an old one out of the wardrobe, having not tried it on for a while.
“I want your opinion on this dress,” says she. “I’ll just nip into the bathroom to try it on, and then reappear and you can give me your verdict.”
It’s no good. You’re trapped. No escape.
So she’s in the bathroom. Dumps what she’s wearing on the bathroom floor. Pulls the dress over her head. Wriggles and shimmies it down. Jerks the hem to get it straight. Smooths the lines. Ready.
The door of the bathroom opens. She stands framed in the doorway.
“Now be honest,” says she. “Does my bum look big in this?”
“Well,” says you. “C’mon love. It is a very small bathroom.”
And that, dear reader, was a post for the Loose Bloggers Consortium (from which I fear I’m about to be expelled for being so lame). It may work if you swap the genders too (says he belatedly trying to cover his own arse.) You can see how the rest of them answered the question by scrolling down the right side of the screen to their links and clicking with wild abandon. Or check out my own track record with bums here.
I wonder should my suggested answer instead be recategorised as famous last words?