THE EVENING MEAL

Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 76, Issue 109, 11 May 1933, Page 2

THE EVENING MEAL

What do you talk to your husband about at your evening meal and when you and he are alone? Perhaps you have never asked yourself. Probably if conversation between you and him trips easily along without any feeling of effort, there is no need for you to think about it. It is all so spontaneous and unself conscious that it is more like thinking aloud when you are together than actually talking. And, of course, if you aro still in the stage of “when did you first know you cared for me?” your difficulty will be to find time for all the wonderful things you want to say and hear. But sometimes as the years roll on a wife does become vaguely conscious of halts, rather deary and heavy halts, in the conversation, and begins to worry as to what is the cause. I think it often happens because the interests of husband and wifo run on different lines (says a writer in an exchange). In tho early days they want to talk of each other, their hopes and their prospects, but that will not fill a man’s mind for all his life. A woman, as the days go on, tends to become tremendously centred on her home. Sho thinks in terms of household expenses, children and neighbours. A man’s outlook is wider, far wider; he has his work, his politics, and his sport. The result is that the woman is apt to talk only of tho things which fill her mind. Tho husband is perfectly ready and glad to devote a certain amount of his time and attention to the domestic side of life, but ho docs get bored if he never hears any other topic discussed at homo except bills and babies. The wife often forgets that her husband has bigger interests than sho has.