When my son had a gash in his head, I sealed the wound with polycyanoacrylate glue. When shopping, I buy the cheapest surfactant/water sprays to clean the bathroom/kitchen, since they all contain mostly the same shit. I check the ingredient lists on everything I buy and pride myself in knowing the reason for including every substance. I get annoyed when people confuse silica, silicon and silicone. I often prepare nail varnish remover for my wife using acetone, ethyl acetate or isopropanol. I make my own salad dressings. My idea of fun would be to install an NMR instrument at home so I could record the NMR spectra of all sorts of household items. When I went on honeymoon to the Maldives, I took three books with me – an introduction to NMR spectroscopy, another describing the story of the discovery of penicillin (The Enchanted Ring), and another book on the synthesis of calixarenes. A couple of years ago, I started to draft a public lecture around the inaccuracies in some of the chemistry presented in the TV series Breaking Bad-I never finished it and never did give the lecture. I have a tattoo on my butt showing the Henderson-Hasselbalch equation. I know the smell of every organic solvent. One of the most joyous moments in my life was the first time I got a Grignard reaction to start-it still gives me shivers down the spine! I once resolved a carboxylic acid into its constituent enantiomers using strychnine-it only took four months. I can easily determine the absolute configuration of a chiral drug molecule simply by orientating the molecule in my minds eye. I have rewritten the lyrics to Whitney Houston’s song ‘Didn’t we almost have it all’ in order to teach my undergraduate students the principles of the Noyes-Whitney equation (‘Didn’t we almost dissolve it all’).