So when the currently-happy royal couple went to sign their marriage documents in a 'room from the time of Edward the Confessor," I was impressed and he wasn't. (this was the room at the back of the altar where no cameras were allowed)
Me: Wow--I wonder what's in that Edward the Confessor Room...I bet it's really something!
Him: It's probably come scuzzy room or old office that holds vestments and crap. Maybe there's a loo in there. Mind you, I don't know how she's gonna go in that dress. I know for sure there is someone in THAT church who is dying for a pee since they had to wait so long.
Now I remember what he said when we went to Eton:
Me: (touching the desks) Wow--it must have been something to sit on these desks with all that history from the 14-1500s....I bet the wood and graffiti have lots to tell.
Him: Can you imagine centuries of germs festering in those things? Kids fall asleep and drool, wipe their noses, stick all sorts of things...
Me: If you could kill germs the way you kill romance....(we'd be living in a villa in Monaco now)