One scorching July Friday afternoon I was driving home from a hard days slog at the garage wondering and worrying about my future. Then I suddenly remembered that my wife had invited a few work colleagues for a garden party to celebrate her belated promotion. I decided to have a shave and shower, blow-dry my long flowing hair and get from under her feet. After all, she's entitled to another one her boring nights, and I'm also entitled to one of mine, so I made the decision to piss off down the pub to see if I'd run into any mates. After about twenty minutes I made my way to the master bedroom… 続きを読む