I got DH's back up yesterday when we went into town, taking the tram instead of the car. We passed a market stall selling wonderful alpines and perennials. "Get them from the garden centre" he said, "it's easier". But no, they were superb plants and about half the price of the GC, so we came back with a bag full of alpines, and another full of perennials and, as my hands were also full, guess who had to carry them from one end of the town centre to the other, back to the tram stop, cursing all the way. I said "I think I'll go and get some more next week." to which he replied "Well you can b****y well go on your own then". When he'd calmed down, and they were in the garden, he had to admit they were a good buy!