Mrs Moose is, as you will imagine, a very patient and long-suffering woman.
There are many, terrible reasons why this is true, some of which are too awful for you to contemplate, but my taste in music is one of them. Actually she positively likes a good 80% of the music I do. Another 15% she tolerates. Then there is the 5% which she will tell me to turn off.
Today a thankfully rare instance of this came up, about seven minutes into this jolly wee ditty.
What is your partner’s musical breaking point?