And, looking very relaxed, this week's band name...

..is 'Kipf Kipfler and the Awkward Potato Moment'.

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Evidently the product of my own personal Magrathea, the conversations run something like this:

ME: I adore you.
HIM: What?
ME: I adore you.
HIM: Erm... (Thoughtful pause) ..166 centimetres, I think.
Hang on, I'll get my licence.

Dear Universe, if you do anything to sod this up I'll be up there to kick you where it hurts.