I have a huge problem with "marital status" being the only way in which relationships are officially defined and recognised. It's not just in the census - I've filled out plenty of forms which suddenly break up me and Patsington. No ring on your finger? Then you're single, you trollop! And possibly gay, in which case your relationship doesn't exist either.
I've been with my boyfriend for five years, and lived with him for three. I'm not single. I have friends who have been together for eleven years now, and aren't married. Officially, they're both "single" too.
Also, while the census did allow me to list Patsington as my "partner" (he was "person number one" in the census, as he was the one who answered the door to the census woman ), it doesn't allow for any non-family or non-sexual relationships. Meaning that you could share a house with your best friend or a random stranger whom you never talk to and they are officially considered to be the same thing. Stupid narrow-minded census.
Also stupid is the weather, which has apparently turned summer off again. And yesterday was so gorgeous! Patsington and I mowed the lawn and then sat out in the garden for hours reading. I don't think I could live without a back garden in the summer...