Our better halves are obviously more intelligent than us. Took Mrs MK to Chesterfield about 30 odd years ago. I promised she wouldn’t have to go 2 hours without a cigarette only to find smoking was banned in their old wooden main stand.
She moaned non stop about how poor the football was and not being able to smoke. I remember her asking why the players did not pass the ball to their own team very often.
Apart from a one off visit to the Wembley Orient game that was it for her.
