I wanted crazy paving. DH said no so that was the end of that.
I wanted turf instead of real grass but DH said no so that was the end of that.
I wanted the scruffy computer put in an office upstairs and to keep the dining room as a dining room but DH said no so that was the end of that.
I’m getting a bit fucked off with it now if I’m honest!! I want garden gnomes and fun stuff for the garden but dad says no ... I feel like a child having to natter their dad for new toys.
It’s not a money issue.