My husband didn’t want to watch the royal wedding, but myself, my mother, and my daughter all wanted to watch, and even my four year old granddaughter wanted to watch. We all watched it together, drinking a little something that was fizzy, and eating scones and jam and cream. DH did something else, not sure what, the garden or washed the cars, or something. He then played football with four year old grandson who was interested at first but became bored with the wedding. Surely that’s how it should be, everyone doing what they enjoy.
Incidentally DH loves quiz programs and sport, I don’t stop him from watching them, as he doesn’t stop me from watching One Born Every Minute, or other programmes I like, and we both watch some programmes together.
And we only moan to each other occasionally about the other’s choice of programme
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