Chip, chip, chip.

Steve finds it necessary to chip away at anything that gives me pleasure.

He complained so often and so vociferously about my cooking that  I eventually stopped cooking. Since he's been visiting the Dr's regularly, he's been told to improve his diet. So he expects me to start cooking again. But he doesn't like what I cook, it doesn't taste right.

He also destroyed my love of Christmas with his continual complaints. He also doesn't like me making crafts and many other things.

Y'day when he was went to the summer house he made it very obvious that he didn't want me to go. He prefers it if I only go on Wednesday for the quiz, and then only if I win.

This morning two neighbours spoke to me about his behaviour, it seems he held forth at great length about politics. As his views are now extremely right wing he made everyone uncomfortable. My neighbours seem to expect me to do something about his behaviour. 

I have tried ever since he had his stroke to modify his more extreme behaviour, this is no doubt why he prefers me not to go to the summer house.