Is this payback for all the bookshops he's been dragged around over the course of our relationship? I suspect he's only taking me to avoid the huge increase in brownie points I'd have to be awarded if I was left behind with his parents while he was off enjoying himself. (On the subject of brownie points I found a totally pointless gift on the net to record said points! No need to buy it - I keep a perfect tally :-)
I asked the husband what people went to the motor show to see (hoping that there might be more to it than just cars) and the answer was 'cars and girls'. It seems I am to be treated to many examples like the one in the above photo! Unfortunately I'm not interested in either cars or girls (not in that way, anyway).
So, any bright ideas about how I can turn this from a completely pointless exercise into something more useful?
People watching I suppose, and trying to get some impressions of the kind of cars I'd want to give my heros maybe...
Either that or I'll slip out while he's injecting himself with petrol, or whatever it is that petrol heads do to prolong their sickness :-)
BTW I don't usually gad about so much but I'm taking advantage of free dog sitting at the moment. Pretty soon I'm heading back to my solitary confinement at the renovation wreck/hermit hideaway/writer's retreat (identity changes depending on my mood!) with my dogs and several buckets of pollyfilla!