I was not considered fit for for ski-ing so TPR took to the slopes with AP. Although I said that I was happy with this arrangement, in reality I was not. It was obvious that AP was after my husband, and he was so weak-willed that he was likely to succumb to her long-legged charm.

When I found an empty Champagne bottle in our kitchen, and beside it two unfinished glasses of fizz, I was pretty certain that I had found the evidence of what I feared most of all.