...watching crap telly with the ILs? DH suddenly develops a fondness for any old shit he wouldn't watch normally (probably to cover up the fact there is no conversation) and I just want to poke my eyes out. Have used the "7 months pregnant" excuse to justify going upstairs to read. Seriously though, watching tv you hate in company is just hellish. They should use it as a form of a legitimate torture. Garbage prattling on and on non-stop... ARGH!