I had to interrupt sex to watch Practical Magic with my terrified boyfriend

I sat up in bed, smiled widely and looked into his eyes while chanting: ‘Eye of newt, toe of frog, wool of bat and tongue of dog’ (Picture: Hulton Archive/Getty Images)

‘Since when is being a slut a crime in this family?’ I asked in an awful American accent.

My boyfriend Jude* and I had just gone to bed, and as I climbed on top of him, kissing him passionately, I couldn’t help but burst in fits of laughter over my best Sandra Bullock impression. 

He, however, did not even let out a little chuckle.

Instead, he st...