My own personal one came whilst driving with my missus through Bulford village. Going past the church I said,"I wonder what type of church that is?" meaning Norman, Saxon etc because it has a very strange spire. (not the most riveting of conversations I know!) To which my other half dreamily replied, "I don't know, Christian I think". Needless to say, plenty of piss taking followed. Another favourite is my pals wife vehemently insisting that she would be voting Tory and not Conservative at the last election and another pals wife who asked for a George Formby grill. Its a slow work day so lets get some smiles on faces!