Although we loved one another very much, TPR and I found it very difficult to live together. After we sold our flat to a young couple, I continued to stay there with them, and TPR moved out. One evening I confided in the woman how sorry I was that TPR and I had been forced to live this way.

Not long afterwards Superman paid me a visit. He brought me a huge bouquet of flowers. I pretended not to notice that he was only a man in a red and blue dressing-up costume.