It's a classic mid life crisis. A propos of not much, DH decides that he needs a new hobby in which our DS, aged 6, might eventually be interested. I indulged him in getting motorbike lessons, thinking that we wouldn't go and buy a bike. I was wrong, he did and without consulting me or asking me about use of funds. We are both working but DH is having a tricky time at work and it could all go pear shaped. Naturally we have a big mortgage, plenty of outgoings, 2 DC. DH is 45 with plenty of grey hair and an otherwise generally sensible approach to life.