Like the majority of often-quoted observations, it’s true: marriage is two people asking each other what they fancy eating that night, over and over again, until one of them dies.
And so, it wasn’t a surprise that a thread on Mumsnet this week enquiring, “AIBU [Am I being unreasonable] to not want to decide what’s for sodding dinner?” was incredibly popular.
In a nutshell, no, you are not BU, hun. Working out what your next meal should be – with anyone, not just your partner – is the worst, most boring conversation it is possible to be trapped in. Even talking about the weather is preferable, because then you aren’t under pressure to come up with a definitive answer.
And the bitterest pill of all? It’s absolutely unavoidable. Relentless. There is no escape. It’s something you have to