My son galloped (okay I know it’s a weird word to use when your apartment is as small as a shoebox, but he was really raising his legs high up in the air) into the room and brought out the container containing 11 black soldier fly larvae-pupa hybrid.

My wife’s face instantly contorted in a mix of disbelief, shock and disgust. She took a step back while grimacing profusely, “No way no way no way.” You think you know a person well after being married to her for 12 years, but her dazzling display of emotions was uncharted territory for me!

My son turned crestfallen, his shoulders slumped in deafest. He badly wanted to keep these larvae as pets.

What would you do if you were my wife?