I've always felt a bit sorry for old men, at least the ones of my generation, most of whom were brought up with wives who did everything for them.
Now they're at home with no real place in the community (yes, I know there are exceptions) still dependent on women for everything, even sex if they're lucky, but without the sexual attraction of their own which once meant so much to them.
How debilitating that must be. They probably see themselves as elderly babies.
Women, on the other hand, can always find something to do and pack as much extra into life with all manner of crafts, clubs and interests.
So added to the the helplessness, the blokes are full of envy that the person they live with is still a working, interested cog in life.
No wonder they're grumpy, unmotivated and just waiting to fall off the twig.
Joyfulnanna I can just see some of these ladies trying to get their grumpy old men to exercise - it might take a horsewhip, or better yet, a strong laxative.
Our Welfare State. Is it broken?