Yes, mad woman is surely a tautology? Like black darkness or, oh I don't know, incompetent Des Browne?
I went out with a woman who seemed completely sane, well-balanced and was very fit. Over the time we were together, she became mad, lumpy and manipulative. We hadn't even got married FFS! She would call it all off, I would start seeing some other bird and bada-boom-bada-bing there she would be, offering sex and looking daggers at the current Cuddlesse en titre.
Eventually I learned to shag her without giving of my precious inner flower, after which she became almost desperate for me to humiliate her. I well remember the night she offered her all on her kitchen floor. Throughout the experience I was thinking, "must be up early I've got to catch a train to Catterick" and "I wonder if she has any brandy".
Luckily her husband had a bottle of duty free, which I polished off as a further mark of my respect for him...I was on a post divorce mad-minute, I cannot condone my actions and can only thank the Queen for sending me to warrier climes so I could get myself straight. Op tours do help cut through the bullsh!t don't they?