Mrs YT (flicking through the 'telly mag' at the weekend, marking what she'd like to watch this week): "YT, why is there so much women's football on the telly this week?"

Me (being ironic): "Oh, is there?"

Mrs YT: "Yes. it's on every flippin' evening on BBC 1. Why is that?"

Me (still being slightly ironic) "Could it be to do with those 'women's Euros' they keep going on about on the sport bulletins?"

Mrs YT: "Oh for God's sake; who on Earth is interested in that? Why does it have to be on BBC 1? Everyone has Freeview now, so they could put it on ANY channel. I'm sure people who want to watch it would find it."

Me: "As ever, I find it hard to argue with your logic, dear."

(And then we watched some tosh about people finding, through DNA testing, family that they never knew they had and with whom they will probably fall out once the camera crews have gone away. Well, Mrs YT watched it while I checked out the latest transfer fiction on HOL! )

Mrs YT (flicking through the 'telly mag' at the weekend, marking what she'd like to watch this week): "YT, why is there so much women's football on the telly this week?"

Me (being ironic): "Oh, is there?"

Mrs YT: "Yes. it's on every flippin' evening on BBC 1. Why is that?"

Me (still being slightly ironic) "Could it be to do with those 'women's Euros' they keep going on about on the sport bulletins?"

Mrs YT: "Oh for God's sake; who on Earth is interested in that? Why does it have to be on BBC 1? Everyone has Freeview now, so they could put it on ANY channel. I'm sure people who want to watch it would find it."

Me: "As ever, I find it hard to argue with your logic, dear."

(And then we watched some tosh about people finding, through DNA testing, family that they never knew they had and with whom they will probably fall out once the camera crews have gone away. Well, Mrs YT watched it while I checked out the latest transfer fiction on HOL! )

An unnervingly familiar narrative.