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Under the covers

I recently went on holiday with my new boyfriend and discovered we are completely mis-matched in the bookstore. He brought: Don’t Tell My Mum I Work on the Rigs (She Thinks I Play Piano in a Whorehouse), a boys' own yarn by Paul Carter about working in the oil industry. I brought: Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman, a collection of short stories by Japanese author Haruki Murakami. Is this a big red flag? Are we doomed? Bookworm

Dear Bookworm. This is a conundrum many of us have faced in love. It also applies to music collections as well as taste in movies and soft furnishings. Sometimes, you simply will not be able to fathom his literary choices. Personally, I think it’s a bonus if the guy reads at all, although others believe what’s between the pages is a bookmark to their soul. This might just be a girl thing. It’s hard to imagine a guy throwing a girl out of bed for revealing she only reads Cosmo or loves the Da Vinci Code. In summation: As long as he’s not reading It’s Called a Break-up Because it’s Broken, you’re doing just fine. And, I’ve heard that oil rig book is a really good read.

Dating dead

Dear RC, lately when I’ve go out to dinner with my hubby, I find we have nothing to say at the table. We’ve exhausted all our conversation just living together…have we become the dating dead?! Jen

Ah, yes. We’ve all seen the dating dead. Those couples that sit opposite each other in restaurants not speaking, just silently eating their Pad Thai and avoiding eye contact. This can be a chronic condition, but many a solid couple will suffer the odd outbreak of Dear-God-I-have-absolutely-nothing-left–to-say-to-this-person-apart-from-pass-the-salt. Unless it’s happening on a regular basis, you can put down the phone to the divorce lawyers. It’s disconcerting, but perfectly normal to run out of conversation with someone you spend all day, every day with. The best remedy for this is to spend some quality time apart. Learn how to yodel, take a pastry making course or jump out of a plane. That should give you something to yak about the next time you’re out.

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