I'd be more worried if my husband booked a holiday without me. I'd be delighted if he booked something, even if it was something he enjoyed more than I would. I am forever trying to interest him in places I would like to go or get him to say where he wants to go but it is like getting blood out of a stone. Mind you, I once insisted that he book one hotel and I book the other when we were going away. He found a really cheap one whilst I went mid market much to his disgust. However, when we arrived at his hotel which was right alongside the motorway, we couldn't stop giggling about how dire it was; our son was in a bed above us with his nose touching the ceiling, the toilet door was so narrow you could barely get in and the lack of space meant you had to really breathe in to shut it. The next day we went to 'my' hotel which was spacious, comfortable and in a beautiful setting. Perhaps I'll keep things as they are!